Hey, Jeanie:

How wonderful that you dropped by and shared that story. Here's another one.

Several years ago, when I was first starting to perform in black churches, I sang at a small church one evening. There were a couple other performers, and the man who sang just before me talked about how poor he was when he went to college. He said that he lived on beans (he didn't mention anything about keeping the windows open.) When I got up to sing, I said that I could understand what he went through because when I was in college, I lived on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I ate so many of them that my friends called me "Skippy." For my friends overseas, Skippy is the most popular brand of peanut butter over here. Everyone got a laugh out of that, because most of them had lived on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches at some time in their lives.

After the service was over, as I was packing up, a little boy came over to me with his father. He looked up at me with a warm smile on his face and said, "I'll never forget you, Skippy."

Jerry