Indigo Girls, all the performers at the Walnut Valley Festival - his response was always the same. But there was something different with this concert. Though I know he'd always dug the other concerts he's been to, this time it was visible. The smile on his face, the tapping of his fingers on his knee - Doc had gotten to him, too. To the naked eye, all of this was just an ordinary concert on an ordinary Saturday night.
People fart and fight over armrests every day the world over.
There was no outward reason this particular evening would warrant much afterthought. Before I went, I would have preferred to stay home and spend time with loved ones. It's just about bringing folks together and having a little fun. Moonshine not included. Student Publications Inc. All rights reserved.