Monday, July 05, 2004

A Tough Night

   Back in the professor's show biz days, some gigs were harder than others. It was a benefit, held in a church basement in St. Paul for a six year old with cancer. It was well organized, with activities for kids, a silent auction and lots of door prizes. Our combo was the entertainment.

   About a week before, the child died. It is strange, to play a wake. The parents were there, his medical team, relatives, neighbors and schoolmates. His father gave a heart-rending speech, thanking those who helped, but he was really inconsolable. We played the best we could, I think people appreciated it. Afterwards, there was a ton of leftover beer that had been donated by a local brewery. They told us to take as much home as we wanted.

   It was really good beer, but it didn't make me feel any better.

By Professor Batty



1 Comments:

Blogger lab munkay said...

Sometimes there is not enough beer in the world to numb that kind of pain. Your music diverted people from it and I'm sure was apreciated. As a fellow scandinavian Minnesotan, I am delighted to have found your sight. Write On.

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