We’re in hot pursuit out in the parking it’s mass nuthouse out there he had these 2 bigger than Mike Weeks ass kickers with him that wouldn’t let you near him. Frenchie from Prathers (see photo) is out in the parking going “I WANT MY MONEY BACK” & these backhoe lookin’ guys are staring at him like your shoe does a cockroach. They speed off & we’re on their trail, they pull into the Hilton & disappear. So we run into Mack Vickery & say hey we want to meet “The Killer” he goes come with me. At this point we’re thinking “Adios we’re toast” & he knocks on a room door. He opens the door & there’s JLL at the mirror with a blond combing his hair. Mack goes I got some fans that want to meet you. JLL turns to the blond & goes BABY GO GET THE BAGS OUTTA THE CAR I’M TALKIN’ TO MY FANS! Like a light switch he turns into the nicest person you’d ever want to meet. We had him autograph pieces of the ceiling & he was just a hospitable as you ever could imagine. As we were leaving I was walking down the stairs & almost forgot I turned around & yelled up the stairs Jerry Lee “Think About It” he pokes his head around the corner & points his finger down the stairs at me & yells back "We'll Let Them Think About It"!Bottom row of photo's: L to R Danny Wall, unknown girl, Dave MaCalister, (note Dave's hand trying to push me out of the photo) Jerry Lee, Bob Westman & Mack Vickery. 2nd photo Jerry Lee & Howard Green. Jerry Lee is signing pieces of the Open Hearth's ceiling.
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JERRY LEE LEWIS, oh man, I'm sorry but I always found him to be seriously creepy and that's even before I found out about the whole, married to his 13 year old cousin, thing!
I guess I just never got the attraction of the KILLER. Actually he seemed somewhat mentally challenged, oh not in a severe way, but I'll bet he's not the highest yielding stock in the portfolio, if you know hat I mean...And what's with the shirt opened to the waist. All that ever did was expose a sweaty white, hairless chest. Again, creepy.
I saw the current Jerry Lee on one of those PBS specials and as he played the piano with his old arthritic fingers, and sang "come along-a-baby" the only shakin' goin' on was the shaky, cracking voice of the former KILLER. I kinda felt sorry for him after I saw that.
But anyway, thanks for giving me the opportunity to do my bit on Jerry Lee Lewis, and if you think I was hard on him, you ought to hear my bit on Dylan. Oh man, don't get me started!
Everything aside, the "Open Hearth" rocked! It was a dark day in our little community when they closed their doors!
Peace and joy to all, Tara
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