Check this out! A very special person gave Becky a call tonight to let her know that Emerson Drive is expected to perform at Fonda Fair, right across the river from us. After what she went through last year upon finishing high school, including having the concert to which we bought her tickets for graduation canceled, this is pretty special. I know what we will be doing this August 31st, the good Lord willin' and the crick don't rise.
We are wondering if the guys actually read the letter Liz wrote them last year detailing Beck's big disappointment and asking them to think about either coming back to Northern Lights or playing the fair. We will probably never know, as they never answered the letter, but excitement reigns tonight anyhow.
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ReplyDeleteWHOO HOO...CAN'T WAIT....AND IT IS SO FAR AWAY....
ReplyDeleteI thought a "crick" was the noise a Japanese camera made.
ReplyDelete(Ducks and hides for cover...)
Hi Breezey, yeah, he is a good guy isn't he?
ReplyDeletePaints, me either, although I don't want to wish away the summer. Pretty exciting.
Matthew...you just have to get used to the regional dialect. Here in the northeastern USA a "crick" might be something you get in your neck, but used in this context it means a small stream, a freshet, a wee body of flowing water...if you get way up in the mountains you may even find it pronounced "Trit", as in "tranberry trit b'Dod", which, loosely translated equals "Cranberry Creek, by God." lol