But the evening turned out to be a *lot* of fun. The one-man band was very good. He had an excellent voice and could mimic Elvis, Lennon, Dylan, Johnny Cash, John Fogarty – you name it, he could sing it. Well, I guess he would have had a problem with Madonna or Patsy Cline. But, overall, he was very good. And the songs were very good for dancing. The dance floor was pretty full all night. And Jett and I were out there a lot.
The party went until after midnight. That may not sound like much, but the New Year’s Eve party at Seminole last year was pretty much over by 10pm.
We were at a table with all of our Tennessee friends. We all brought some hors d’oeuvres and no one went home hungry.
A fine time was had by all.