No, not a big deal.
I had actually dated someone special for a number of years out of HS. Then for whatever reason folks that age do - we broke up. So in the nature of my work, the part I cannot put on a Resume'...I just took the opportunity to get more more involved in this work - I can't put on a Resume'. Oh all legit, bonded, Lloyd's of London and all that stuff.
Just had some "cover" one might say. I met this gal, because her daddy spent a LOT of money with me in my "retail" life. I was invited to come out, have a drink and go bust quail. Rancher's daughter latched onto me like white on rice.
"Figured my daughter my like to meet ya". Momma thought I hung the moon and the dogs thought I was the bestest new freind they ever had.
Music and Memories: well that gal I broke up with met right after HS, we met again some years later - like 25 yrs later, got married, it ended too. Still we had our songs. "Wake up Little Susie" we will never forget that song. We fell asleep during the all night mararthon at thet drive-in - and I bring daughter home at ~ 5AM. Being Country folks, daddy was up sipping coffee on the front porch. Daughter opens door and all these cans fall out.
Daddy Offered to swap that TallBoy Bud on my dash for a cup of coffee. Momma commented about daughter not having a bra...glove compartment stole it during the show I guess...where daughter went back and found anyway.
I got sober in '84, not had a drink since.
Don't mean I stopped having fun, and enjoying Good Music and associtating good times.
I was in or around Houston. See I had use of a Shelby and since the Interstate was not open...but good road, I wanted to see just how fast this car would go. So I stroll up to a Texas Trooper. "Sir, see that car out there, I want to see how fast it will go on that stretch of road ...".
Sets his coffee down. "Son, you are cold sober, not on nothing best I can tell. You are serious?"
"Yep, I won't lie, there was a time I may have done this not sober and not asking".
I get this look...then a grin...'you know old so and so?"
"Yes Sir - good people and his wife is a sweetheart"
"Your that freind of his done some shootin'"
"Yep, that be me".
Trooper calls in for another buddy of his. At 1AM I get to blast down this road not open, pedal to the metal...
riding shotgun was this trooper, his buddy called another - so I had one on each end of this stretch to cover my/ our butt.
That was me in a Shelby giving Trooper Rides...ZZTop, Allman Bros, Leon Russell...cranked up!
Helluva deal. I bought the nice guys breakfast later on. So this is part of my life, when I was sober mind you, lost as a goose on some backroad...speeding "I'm late for a shoot, got turned around". NO ticket, just asked where the Shelby was and escorted to the shooting place. I mean I show up with a flashing light escort in front.
Officers are human too, just being honest works. I even was able to give that officers wife some shotgun lessons.
'Honey, this is the guy speeding to the Rolling Stones, and you are going to let me take lessons from him?'
"Yeah and he hates the Bee Gees with a passion".
To teach her about patterning - she shot a Bee Gee Album...hey got us off to a great start.
The Washburn Tunnel coming out of Pasenda. TX - forget the vehicle radio, no reception. So if sitting in the tunnel - due to a wreck up ahead. 4 vehicles with the Same Jimi Hendrix Tape - can get some great acoustics going in a tunnel.
Hey the officers didn't seem to mind when they finally got in there...waving, doing head nods...I guess you had to be there.
"Steve's in town!"
Put your hand over your heart and face Texas!
Crank that sucker up and let the Music soar - even thought I don't drink - NOBODY quits partying until the keg floats. It is a Texas State Law - really, ask Art.
