OK, I had my brush with fame tonight. No kidding. Hubby and I belong to a formal dance club that meets 3 times a year. This club is 50 yrs old. Always a great time, with a great local bands.

Tonight, the band did not show up, and 150 people in their formal attire waiting. Much talk about what to do, I asked do you have a piano, they said yes. I said roll it out, I will find us a piano player. But, But I must negotiate his contract now, he must be allowed to smoke in this NO SMOKING zone, or he will not play...they agreed. hahaha We found him a saucer for his ashtray, and play he did.

My dear husband that has not played the piano circuit for 20 years, played his heart out and saved the night. Smokey Joe, plays again.

Smokey Joe had dressed all in black tonight in honor of Johnnie Cash, not knowing he would be the entertainment. One never knows what they will be called upon to do, in life. I am very proud of him.

It blows my mind to think a person has that kinda a talent stored up, with no notice, sheet muisc, or backup can just walk up, sit down and play for an hour and half without a break.

What a fun night. Got to love that retreaded Texan, from Chicago.

Dare To Deviate