Blue Jays 1964

How often do we admit that we are proud of our parents? It doesn't happen often, but it happened publicly to me today and I want to tell you about it.

I was playing a gig with the Raytown Ramblers at Mom and Dad's Alma Mater, Raytown High School. I was excited to go through the halls of the school looking for all the records Dad shattered, and Mom's "Most Likely to Smile at a Dog" award. I didn't find that, but I did find Dad's name on a plaque for "District Honor Roll" for Football in 1963. I was so proud of him, I took a picture of it with my camera phone. A woman asked me if I knew someone on that plaque, and I told her who my dad was, she said, "Oh, I know your parents! Your dad was initiated into the Hall of Fame last year and your mom was a teacher and went to Blue Ridge Elementary!" Yes, at that moment I felt like an heiress to royalty.

So, after our performance, the Master of Ceremonies asked us each to stand and tell a little about ourselves. I couldn't think of anything interesting to say about myself, so I said, "I am the proud daughter of two graduates of the 1964 Class of Raytown High School. And last year my dad was initiated into the Raytown Hall of Fame." Dad, they all clapped for you.

Yup, my parents are pretty cool. Even after all these years. I love ya-