My overall feeling of the Buddy Holly Center was one of being creeped out. It’s a small museum filled mostly with relics of Buddy Holly’s childhood. There are baby pictures, school pictures, yearbooks, and postcards. A number of crude school art projects, such as the hand tooled leather guitar strap with a large BH carved on the back, filled another case. Then there is Buddy Holly’s childhood bedroom, just as he had left it. It was a snapshot of the 1950s and it was a little creepy. Among the cool items were mint condition copies of Buddy Holly’s early LPs…