Sunday

Sunday evening will make it 40 years since I first walked into the Memorial Auditorium in Sacramento to see Chuck Berry perform live.  That evening we'll have some old friends over to meet the newest member of the family, granddaughter Leila Tulane.  I'll never forget that night 40 years ago, or the morning 39.8 years later when my little Tulane was born.  And both events changed my life forever!  (Funny thing about Tulane.  Before I saw Chuck Berry live, I saw him twice on television.  The second time was on Dick Cavett.  And guess what he played that night?  According to Morten Reff, it was "Tulane!"  I'm telling you, these events infiltrate my consciousness and change things!)