Several years ago a old friend, Pat McManus, sent me a book called How I Got This Way. Pat is among the best, outdoor, humor writers in the world, and for more than a quarter century was featured in the pages of outdoor life. His book, in many ways, portrays the lifestyle of OMB entertainers, folks that went their own way and did all the crazy things during their youth that makes them wonder how they lived beyond the ripe old age of 12.

Now, at 66, I'm in the "Old Fart" category, collecting Social Security, and looking forward to the day when I can sail south for the winter and perform in the Florida keys until the weather warms in Chesapeake Bay.

What prompted this post is something that clicked in my pea-sized brain after downing a Green Banana Margaretta. I owe so much to the members of this, and a few other forums, for helping me to become a very successful and independant performer, or as some folks put it a One Man Band entertainer. I don't know how many years I have left in the biz, and I can only hope that I am able to continue for at least another 5 years before my voice and timing gives out.

In that light, I would like to sincerely thank everyone that has helped me along the way. The names of these individuals are too numerous to post, but most have been on the forum for quite a while, and I have been fortunate to meet some of them in person.

For those of you that have not done this, I strongly urge you to take the time to visit with some of the Zone members, learn from their experiences, and share this information with the forum.

Thanks everyone,

Gary

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