Tonight I took the Husbear down to Fayetteville to see the 76 year old Loretta Lynn perform in concert.
It was… okay. Meaning, it wasn’t a horrible experience.
Loretta was apparently under the weather with some sort of illness but still chose to perform anyway. Lucky (for us?) one of her daughters was there to fill in the bits where she couldn’t sing. It was slightly distracting, but it worked. And the audience didn’t seem to care. Actually, everyone seemed… empathetic to her not feeling well.
But I know the Husbear enjoyed the concert. Which is what was important.
It’s hard to imagine that she’s been singing and performing for over 50 years. I guess I hope I’m still able to do what I love when I’ve been doing it for 50 years.
Until next time...