As I was tuning up, an older guy saw my sign and asked me if I knew a guy named "Don Comer". I said that that was my dad's name, and he told me that he had worked with him back at McDonald/Douglas. That was kinda fun, and he sat and listened appreciatively for a while.
Mostly uneventful, otherwise. Pretty small turn-out, 'cuz of the rain and all, I guess. Had a young family come by and the dad asked to hear "I Don't Want To Live On the Moon", a Sesame Street song I learned a long time ago, but nobody's ever asked for -- I think I even dropped it from the K&W list, just for the space. But it's a great kids' song, though I don't think his 7-year-old daughter had ever heard it...
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I'm very glad you made it, even though I shamelessly flaked out!
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