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Written on Celebrity Sitings: Brushes With Fame at Knoxville Restaurants :

A good many years back, it was late and I had just finished playing in an open mic at the Downtown Grill & Brewery. As I headed for the door, a gentleman approached with some comments on my music. He seemed pleasant enough and something was familair about his face. I offered him my usual reply when someone compliments my music or voice..."Much obliged" and shook his hand. While our hands were still clasped, he introduced himself. None other than Dickey Betts himself. I hadn't recognized the man without his guitar and ever present cowboy hat. As recognition spread across my face, he offered me a seat with him at the bar. We talked for about an hour and I found him to be a seriously interesting and pleasant guy. Nothing pretentious about him. Not wanting to over stay my welcome, I wished him well, told him what an honor it was to meet him and headed for the door again, only to be mobbed by friends who had recognized him and wanted to know if I had given him one of my cds...what did we talk about...blah, blah, blah. I didn't give him a cd...told my friends the man was there to have some dinner and a beer...not to discover anyone. We actually talked about football and taxes with a tiny bit of music business peppered in here and there. I'm glad, to this day, that I didn't pass along a cd...nor monopolize our conversation with the music business or his stardom. I hope he remembers my music, but prefer that he remembers an enjoyable conversation with a chick singer in Knoxville who saw him as a person...and not just a celebrity.

Written on So Long, Hector Qirko:

Aw, Hec....

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