My first show was when I was a high school freshman, but it was at the junior class dance. My older friend and bandmate booked it.

I’m very pleased with each advancing year. It stems back to when I was forty. I was a bit upset about reaching that milestone, but an older friend consoled me. “Don’t complain about growing old – many, many people do not have that privilege.”

As one of my older friends says, “Nostalgia just isn’t what it used to be.” Let’s take a stab at it, anyway.