Yesterday my friend Ellen Carnie and her gentleman caller Jerry Stewart went out of their way so that I could enjoy an extra hour of Alan White, John Bara and Doc Fuller performing at the Double Nickel, Olathe’s best kept secret.  I mean this quite literally.  Since I cannot safely drive after dusk, Ellen volunteered to drive my car home  with Jerry following.  This took them into the city, whereas Ellen’s farm is north of Smithville, so they would normally have taken the highway loop north from Olathe, never coming anywhere near my Brookside neighborhood.

On account of Ellen and Jerry, I got to hear three sets instead of two, and I received a couple of hugs from Alan’s son Bo which I would not have been there to receive, in the break between the second and third sets when I would otherwise have left.  An hour more of the fabulous music, an hour more of Doc’s fine guitar work, an hour more of both serious talk and easy banter, and an hour in which Ellen and I took a “selfie” to send Penny who had been unable to attend due to being on a photo shoot.

Ellen and Jerry’s kindness reminded me that there are angels everywhere waiting to grace me.

Ellen Carnie and yours truly saying “hey girl” to Penny Thieme.