The guy sitting next to me looked around and chuckled.
"This is the most Vietnam Vets I've seen in one place in a long time."
Well, yeah - there were a lot of men in their sixties standing in what looked to me as 'at ease.' Some with no hair or buzz cuts and some who looked like they hadn't cut their hair since they came back from 'Nam.
It didn't matter, really. The music was absolutely fabulous.
I'm not a big fan of any one band, but I do love richly textured music.
It was a great time.
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