There's a reason why I'm a bluesman... I know all to well what fixing yer junk on the side of the road is all about...

Guess the worst was back in '69 and my band had just played a gig up in DC and we owned a '49 Ford Panel truck to carry our equipment... It was about 2:00 in the am and we were heading back to Richmond when the radiator blew... Now I knew all the tricks including st5uffing banana peels in it but it was too far gone...

We were right about Lorton (40 miles south of DC) and that's where we stayed for the next 3 days... Luckily I was driving the truck but the rest of the band was following in Fuzzbat's old Chevy so we had transportation but were afraid to leave the ruck and come back and find all our shit missin'...

Had to have that radiator dipped & re-cored... Luckily, I always carrying tools...

Got to know that shoulder of I-95 real well... But this was a long time ago when cops didn't bother you fir this kinda stuff...

Three days and we were on our way...

B~