Weekend Gig for Hospice

        I no longer try to manage a regular band, but I get enough work as a fill-in mando sideman and part singer to keep my hand in it. “Have mandolin will travel.” (At least if it isn’t too far from home) This one was with the Leonard McSwain Band. It was much like so many gigs I’ve played over the years; a fund-raiser for Hospice a couple of counties over. We pulled in and the church marquee advertised a spaghetti supper the next week to raise money for  a youth mission trip.  It was hot for fall, and we broke a sweat in the first set, but a cool breeze set in for the second. There were hamburgers and hot dogs and blonde brownies and peanut butter cookies and pound cake. Man, I’ve lived good for a doctor.

        Life is not back to normal but if I can work some as a doc and play two or three gigs a month I am content. We’ll see where all this chemo lands me. I still have a long way to go.

Dr. B

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