BB King.
I lived a long walk away from Chastain Park for five years when I first moved to Atlanta. There they have one of the best venues in town to watch a concert. I saw a couple of shows there, good times, but the one I always wanted to see was the annual concert BB King would have near the end of the season. Just for the chance to see him play live. But I could never afford the tickets...
I had read that he'd been doing poorly as of late, but I figured he'd pull through. That he might still play or show or two from time to time and one night, say a Wednesday in Memphis, I'd be having dinner with friends and get to see him a one-off performance.
Dreams die hard.
Play on big daddy. Play on.
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