What happens in the front row

Yes, that is me. My phone dinged while my dear wife Karen and I rode the shuttle bus back to our great parking spot next to Shaughnessy’s in downtown Syracuse, where we’d decided to take advantage of their eat-first, ride to-and-fro the Syracuse game service Saturday night. Why, yes, I answered the chain from my…

Bye-bye, Elton John, thank you for these decades

I waved farewell to Elton John on Saturday night in Syracuse. Tears came to my eyes after a joyful 150-minute ride through five decades of his unforgettable songs. My dear wife Karen and I had waited two years since I purchased the tickets online. They had cost a pretty penny. So we did the day…