Ahhhh, Dennis and I go back to Tifton circa 1979, although we would both agree it seemed more like the 60’s. It was at that time that I believe that I achieved “brother-like” household guest status and would flop on the couch un-invited at any time and partake in rituals of alcohol and inhalationals to achieve an evening bliss. I would practice rudimentary magic and advanced cooking skills with this most comforting and receptive family. The honest truth is that Dennis and I had the grandest time whenever or wherever we meet.. So many good times with running, playing, carousing…..Ask Dennis and Linda about Tifton Fleabitus, a medical condition treated with wads of sticky masking tape.
Fast forward to May 1991, Dennis joined me in San Francisco for the AAPA Conference…”Two Wild and Crazy Guys” we were. We hit the hospitality suites a little too hard and often and ended up beyond the Blotto stage. In a very nice hotel, prior to the Righteous Brothers Concert, my friend dear Dennis had to relieve the bladder fullness.. Vision obscured or alertness dulled, he ended up in the Ladies Room. Hesitantly, I had to go in and rescue him and he seemed charmed by the elegance of the restroom…..chairs, mirrors, nice stalls…like nothing he had seen before. As I was ushering him out as quickly as possible, ladies in waiting had already alerted the Security Staff. We dodged the bullies as fast as we could and frankly hid for a few moments. Dennis had misplaced his AAPA id badge and through some kind of trickery that I don’t recall, we got Dennis into the R.B. concert. The standing room concert was a memory that neither Dennis nor I will ever forget. If you ever get the chance, ask Dennis about the Cheech and Chong adventure to the Niagra Falls with visiting Karl in Upper State…a new higher degree of paranoia was created then….but despite that, we saw the Falls in a most memorable fashion
Dennis and I live about 3000 miles apart, but the memories and fondness we share makes it seem like only a few feet. Happy Birthday, smile on brother…….Karl
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I do believe the atmosphere was quite condusive to Dennis' impromptu musical entertainment....often with out warning to the usual visitors. Often leaving new comers to effect that look of "is this serious? should I engage? or simply sit here alone and pretend to be in rapture as all were enveloped in "the wide variety of vocal extravaganzes of "Leaving on a Jet Plane" as he played adnauseam. More frequently the new to the evening entertainment somehow took this as a sign or omen, to leave quitely, as though, at this point, almost climaxing, Dennis would even know who came with him or went. RR
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