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ChuckBob
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Tonight Spitfire and I helped some friends chaperone their son's 16th birthday party. This boy plays basketball with my youngest son. On up in the evening the strains of Free bird came over the sound system. I pulled a reluctant Spitfire onto the dance floor. Before long we were lost in our own little world. I was taken back to a sultry July evening in 1988. Spitfire and I had gone down to Nashville to see a friend's band that was playing at Riverfront Park. For their last song of the evening Jason and the Scorchers struck up Free Bird. As Spitfire and I held each other close and swayed to the music that night I knew that I'd never dance with any one else. Tonight I felt that old familiar feeling again.
Tonight we celebrated life. We ate, we sang and we danced just as man has done for thousands of years. It's sure good to be alive.
ChuckBob
Tonight we celebrated life. We ate, we sang and we danced just as man has done for thousands of years. It's sure good to be alive.
ChuckBob