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My husband and I spent the Great Blackout of 1965 with this famous jazz musician. When I climbed 28 long flights of stairs after dinner, Paul was waiting at the top. Blinded by scotch, he told me I was adorable.
posted by Susan | 3/04/2006 09:16:00 AM
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Hi Susan :-). I don't remember that blackout ... was it only in the east coast?
I think it was, but it was big. I went next door to ask Paul if his power was out, too. He was on the phone. I looked out the window and said, "It's dark all the way up 6th Avenue." He said, "It's dark all the way up to Connecticut!"
Crystal, I think you're just too young to remember. :-)
Thank you, Susan ... I was, of course, a mere infant :-)
I remember that blackout very well, but I'm not going to tell you why. :-) I was a busy boy.
I'm not blinded by scotch but I still think you're adorable. I'm adorable too but unlike you I was probably more adorable in 1965. I've been reduced to likeable but it's a comfortable place to be, lol
I don't remember it either, Crystal.
I know it's not the point, but I'm sooo curious about the last name (loving jazz as I do...)
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