He Couldn't Make It This Time..

Well, (I say that a lot) Lefty couldn't make it to our Jam Session this time. He sent a message that he had a prior appointment with Hank Williams to hum a song or something of that nature.
Lefty and Hank used to play music together sometimes. They'd flip a coin to see who played first at whatever club or beer joint where they were appearing.
And, to make matters worse, there was no ice cream! I don't remember what excuse Loretta had for not making it! She was sick or taking someone to the hospital for a snakebite or something like that! Oh well! But it was a fun session. With only a few musicians it seemed a bit more personal than usual.

One regular had other business and the two who usually rode with her averred they hadn't the money for gas to travel such a distance.
One guy told another jammer he just couldn't afford to buy the gas, then he gave him a beer and offered him a cigarette. Well, who knew?

Anyhow, it was a fun day. I did a Lefty Frizzell song called,"Always Late," and Mi Espousa, La Donna d'el Nebraska (a little Mex lingo here for; my wife, Donna from Nebraska-then Castro Valley) did a couple of songs and the rest of the singers did their things and then we all ate.

The food was good and there was plenty of it. (but no I-C-E C-R-E-A-M!) We all had a good time.

Donna and I went to the creek yesterday and the day before. We found quite a bit of gold including one pretty good sized nugget. And we got some good exercise. I lost some weight,- one and a fifth ounces. Only thirty two more trips to the creek and I'll lose a pound! 'yuk'
Later...