Originally Posted by floyd jane
It's 1961.
Sitting at the bar.
A near empty beer.
An ash tray half full of the remains of unfiltered Camels.
Three guys at a table. One of 'em loud now and again.
A jukebox.
A young couple slow dancing.
Blanketed in a haze of cigarette smoke.

That is where your song took me.

Nicely played.

fj

Thanx Floyd. Your description brought back some fond memories, both from the bandstand and sitting with those other two guys. Playing in those bars back then was hazardous to your health, not to mention I was also smoking back then. The best thing I did in 1975 was to quit smoking. I'm glad you liked it.

My momma didn't raise a fool. And if she did it, was one of my brothers.

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