I THOUGHT ALL MUSICIANS WERE WEIRD!!

A strange one comes to mind. Back in the sixties, my first husband was a Disc Jockey for a small radio staion in Kingston NY called WBAZ. I don't know if it's still there or not. Well, anyway, he used to get jobs announcing acts at little night clubs in the area. One such act, whom became someone we hung with for awhile, hailed from Las Vagas. He had a thirty foot horse trailer in which he carried his full size Wurlitzer organ, two full size Leslie speakers, .... and his horse. A beautiful bay at least 16 hands high. During the day, mostly, he'd bring out his horse, dress it in it's full regalia, and ride it through Kingston. There were no laws at the time about riding your horse though town!

The best, though, was during a performance about 2AM, after a rousing rendition of 'The Impossible Dream', (which he played often), during a break, he went out and came back into the club riding his gelding. Spurs and all!

What a hit! All the local drunks loved it! Including myself and the ex! What a hoot!

BTW, he was a pretty good musician too!!

He eased out of our lives just as he had eased into it. I have no idea what happened to him or where he might be today.

Love, annamill