So I had to call Florida. My brother and I have been having some issues with Mom and I need to call the nurse just to tell her that we agree about treatment options.
When I hang up, the only guy I *don't* know at the table (I told you we have a lot of regulars) asks if I have a brother who's a musician.
I guess he heard me introduce myself on the phone and our last name is not exactly 'Smith' or 'Jones'. "Yes", I say, looking at him a bit quizzically. . "You know him??". "I'm a bass player...Billy.....from Austin.
"Yeah, we have a mutual friend...David Rice."
We've had people from all over the world at Table 30. But I'm pretty sure this is the first one who knows a (big) part of my family.
A fun day, overall, as our special guest immediately gets to see The Plumber in action.
Send me a postcard!!
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