This part sounds very interesting...
An inquiring mind would love to know more!
Kimberly
"Sheryl Klein" <Sheryl97@sbcglobal.net> wrote:
To digress for a moment, earlier in the day, Deb and I had decided,
spur-of-the-moment, to stop in the hotel's gift shop to look for some
souvenirs. She was picking out some items and we were standing at the
counter as she was choosing between certain ones, when suddenly her jaw
dropped and I said, "What?" She looked kinda funny like that.
"What?" I repeated. She blurted out, "WE'RE GOING TO SEE YOU
LATER!" I swiveled my head left and THERE, to my left, not six
inches from me, was GORD!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! I said,
"OH, MY GOD!" And Deb and I both started talking at once, eating
up the man with our eyes. Oops, too late! He'd been recognized by
another fan, also a woman around my age, and I wanted to tell her,
"Go away! We got him first!" But, I didn't!! She told him,
"Thank you for the music!" and he very kindly replied, "You're
welcome." Then, turned back to us. (EEEEEEK!!) I shut up at this
point and let Deb talk, because I'd had the extreme good fortune of
meeting him the week prior after the show... so this was her turn.
But, oh, man, if eyes could talk.....so Deb jabbered on and I guess I
did, too, and then she asked him for a memento, and he said to meet him
in 15 minutes.... and we did! I won't say anything more because I
don't want to spoil any surprises for anyone....However, I will say
that Deb asked him to play a certain song for a fellow Corfidian. We
were pretty sure she'd asked him to play it at Massey. O.K., fast
forward back to the concert....
__________________
paperback dreams
|