Don’t confront me with my failures, I’m aware of them.

I did, indeed, meet Gregg Allman.

I got there just as they were running out of books and got two of the last ones, then commenced the waiting. I was in line for about two and a half hours before I got to him.

It was worth every single second.

He was lovely and gracious and gentle.

I told him that I had I had played “Laid Back” until the mid-tones just fell out and replaced the cassette and CD I didn’t know how many times. He smiled and said that album was his baby. I told him I can’t carry a tune, but I know all the songs by heart, in order, and he said, “It don’t matter if you can carry the tune, darlin’.”

Gregg Allman and The Allman Brothers have been the soundtrack to my life.

If I never meet anybody else from here on out, it’ll be okay.

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About S.

Reader, writer, talker, knitter, picture taker, tennis player, music lover, Southerner.
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