Tonight reminds me of so many Saturday nights in the early through mid 90’s when we lived in a little log/modular farmhouse on Cecil Keesling’s place about 25 minutes northeast of Nashville in Summer County, TN.

We’d do one of two things. Grill out or go to Gabe’s, “Nashville’s most charming Honky Tonk.” Gabe’s was where session players and country music’s backup band players jammed on Friday and Saturday nights. And they were cooking. And it was a dive. A most wonderful dive.

But Gabe’s deserves a formal blog unto itself.

Tonight’s a grill out night. In TN I’d usually put the Columbia Classic Country CD which kicked off with Johnny Cash’s “I Still Miss Someone.” Later, after our burger or steak or chicken we would listen to a Country Gold program on the radio.

And it was beautiful out there on Cecil’s place. He and his wife lived there the first 10 years of marriage and later bought a large proper house in a nice little subdivision very near where Beech Elementary, Middle and High Schools were. Cecil always liked the farmhouse better, he told me. Worsham’s convenience/grocery store was across the road that ran beside the school’s grounds on the east side.

No telling who you might run into there. A lot of country music stars lived in Sumner County. I literally about bumped into Johnny Cash there one afternoon. He stepped back and opened the door for me. Well, I’m saying to myself, What do I call him? Finally I mustered up a “Thank you, Mr. John.”

Yep, it’s one of those nights. Not unlike one during the Tennessee years. I am so very fortunate. Now me and Miss LeCroy are gonna clean up from dinner and turn it up. I hope that those of you who read these ramblings of an old guy have a great evening. I know we will.

Take us out Kris, “Lord help me Jesus I’ve wasted it so, help me Jesus, I know what I am. Now that I know that I’ve needed you so, help me Jesus, my soul’s in your hands, Jesus, my soul’s in your hands.”