School night

As Ruth said tonight, sometimes you have to do things to remember you’re still alive. And I guess when you’re over 50, that means going to listen to an all acoustic band that starts at 10 on a Thursday evening. We were all there to support bill and Cathy’s daughter’s boyfriend’s band from Philadelphia. Just to cement my old status, I sat on a bar stool in the middle of the dance floor to rest my poor foot. No shame no gain!