Jazzed at the Quapaw Bath House

Last Friday night I got all Jazzed at the Fourth Annual Jazz Experience at the Quapaw Bath House in my hometown, Hot Springs, Arkansas. Jacqueline Beaumont – or Jacqui B. straight from Myrtle Beach, SC – joined the AJE Combo in a night of songs and stories for a mere $15. LE130823b

To make the night even more palatable, there was free finger food courtesy of the Jazz Society members and a cash bar. About half the audience were Village people (folks living at Hot Springs Village, the largest private community in the U.S., not the singers of Y.M.C.A.). Being among the 5 youngest in attendance made me feel young. At intermission, I won a gorgeous Razorback glass birdbath (or whatever I want to use it for…) for which I turned down an offer of hard, cold cash. The U of A is my alma mater , football season is right around the corner and this new addition  is a huge step up from my plastic pig snout. Woo Pig Sooie! Go hogs!!!

Phone, you’ve come a long way!

My earliest phone experience was the square, black, rotary dial phone. Then the Princess phone was invented.  It was sleek, pink and, by 1963, had touchtone capability. I don’t know if the Princess phone was every teen’s dream, but it was mine and I pleaded for it daily before Christmas.

Christmas came. I opened a small package to discover a key chain with a little pink plastic Princess phone charm. I was about to burst into tears when my folks said, “The phone’s hidden under your bed in your room!” Pink elation!