You could see the people in the other cars staring as the long, white, stretch limo cruised by in the passing lane. They were wondering, who’s the celebrities or big shots in that limo and where were they going? Guess what? That was me in the limo along with my wife Marge, my brother Peter, and his girl Kathy. We were roaring down the Hutchinson River Parkway heading to Yankee Stadium to a Paul McCartney concert. Peter is a huge Beatle and especially McCartney fan and has attended many of his concerts over the years. He was always after us to go with him and we finally caved in to his pleas two years ago and went to see him at City Field in New York. Now, two years later we were again talked into going to with him to a performance at the new Yankee Stadium. Not having seen the new stadium and perhaps the last chance to see McCartney I told Brother Pete to “Book it Danno”. And book it he did. With two sold out concerts he managed to get four tickets from somewhere in England…would you believe that? Hard to imagine being so popular for so many years that you can still attract over 100,000 fans in two days.
Then it occurred to me, how are we going to get there? Drive my car, in that traffic, where do you park, drive home at midnight, take a train? All questions I did not like the answers to. The hell with it lets splurge, the hell with the kid’s inheritance, let’s hire a limo and relax. And relax we did. Reclining in comfortable air conditioned splendor the ride down was great. No concerns about traffic, no bitching and moaning by me, and annoying everyone in the car. What a great idea, I thought, as I savored my brother's homemade turkey sandwich and diet Pepsi.
Just as I experienced two years ago, his performance was outstanding. I continue to marvel at his ability at 69 years of age, to perform 33 songs non stop over two and one half hours in the New York summer heat. I was exhausted just sitting and listening…..of course I’m a little older than Paul. It takes some coaxing to get this old body out of his recliner and do something like this, but Marge and I are happy we did, a very enjoyable evening. Of course we paid the price the next day. After getting home at 3:00 AM and getting up for early Mass at church I was shot for the day. I was even too tired to read my Kindle.
By the way I am now on book ninety one. Since September of last year when I bought the thing, I think I’ve read more books than I ever read the last sixty or seventy years.
