Old Highway 90. That was my favorite way to get from Pascagoula to Ocean Springs in the 1970s, even though the relatively new Interstate 10 could get me there with a smoother ride. And a lot less scenery.
In 2011, I headed for Ocean Springs again, this time from Nashville with my friend Johnny Mire to perform there at a special event featuring songwriters. Johnny and I were in the same Pascagoula High School class and we were both budding guitarists and singers then, although we didn’t play together. Turns out that we both moved to Nashville at about the same time and we haven’t played together during those years, either. That is,
until 2011 year when, as more mature songwriters, we got together to rekindle a friendship and swap some tunes and memories.
Music, for me, has always been a wonderful way to make friends. My first “stage” was in Mrs. Irene Shepard’s Spanish class in Pascagoula when I finagled a way to play for classmates by demonstrating the guitar’s Spanish heritage. Clever, right? Of course, I had to throw in a little of my Elvis imitation, as well. “Gracias, Senora, muchas, muchas gracias!” (Spanish for “Thank you, Ma’am. Thank you very much!”)
I wasn’t an athlete or star student, but thanks to my guitar, I had an identity and a calling card with which to make friends. The guitar is still my calling card and I’m grateful to it for introducing me to so many friends over the years.
*From Hillbilly Blues Caribbean Rock & Roll ©1989 Words and music by Les Kerr
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