EP 11 The Rest of the Story or Screwed Up Tickets.

Larry's Sorta Fun Stories

This actually happened.
Saturday night June 12th was the most anticipated event that happens here at Trilogy when the Cascades of Groveland Entertainment and Arts Group Presents the SUMMER SIZZLER in Cooperation with Trilogy Musicians Initiative Concert at the Trilogy Event Center.

I had heard that this was supposed to be an excited and ticketed event, I purchased two tickets. Assuming as naive as I am that I would be able to convince that someone to at least share the concert with me. Well, that didn’t happen as from an earlier story, there was no communication.

Since I had two seats, I wanted to get to the Event Center early enough to get a parking space and to be able to find my seats. I was escorted to my seats I-17 and I-18. Finding my seats, I was able to get up and chat with Brenda Lee, Bunny, Jeff, Beverly, Tolman and Marcia. After I got an adult beverage, I stopped by the tech booth, and I got a lesson in the lighting system since I had said I would love to learn it.

I got back to my seat I-18 … and I-17 was not filled, it had been reserved for that someone. Then I looked to my right and Linda and Frank were seated next to me. And the amazing thing is that Linda and Frank sat next to me at the 50s Sox Hop a couple of weeks ago. We got reacquainted chatting and three minutes before the concert was supposed to start there seemed to be a confused usher asking about our seat assignment because there were four ladies looking at our seats.

The usher asked to see our tickets and she discovered that what we thought was row I was supposed to be in row L. So, Linda, Frank and I were escorted three rows back as they were dimming the house lights to start the concert. Linda and Frank were on the isle, and I moved into seat L-18 and L-17 was empty Finally, being seated as Ken was introducing the program, I looked to my left and my jaw dropped wide open. SHE was seated right next to me one seat over in Seat L-16.

She blurted out in surprise, “Larry King?”

I think I said. “Hello.”

The concert started and I sat nervously thinking that perhaps God had arranged this. At intermission I slide over to the seat L-17 next to her and we both agreed that the music wasn’t exactly our cup of tea.

Then I suggested that I would like to get together and talk, and she again said, “why, just seemed that we did that before, and it didn’t end well.” (paraphrased)

I did say, I hope she was doing ok and quivered, “if you would talk sometime, I would like that.”

So, I got up and left the concert. I had to get home to record this story for my Writers Group.

I am hoping this is the end of the that story and beginning of a new Trilogy love story.

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