Old man at a concert
I'm leaving work shortly to go to a concert in Boston. When I was a kid, I would have been thinking about who is going to buy the beer and where we were going to go after the concert. Now, I'm hoping I can get home and in bed by midnight. I remember going to the Live Aid concert in Philly; I guess the year was 1984. That was the whole "Feed The World" thing organized by Bob Geldof. We weren't thinking about feeding the world. We were thinking about having fun. We piled into a car, drove to the stadium, partied like rock stars and then drove home. I used to go to so many concerts. My first concert? The Bee Gees. I thought it was the greatest thing I'd ever seen. In September, I got a call from my old boss who had two free tickets to Springsteen at Fenway Park. I couldn't take them because my wife's birthday was the same day. It kind of killed me, but on the flip side, I got to spend the day with my wife and kid and you know what? That kind of rocked too.