Tony I put a band together with friends from my music studio. The bass player was the singer. The bass player was up front so he received a lot of attention.

After a few years he started drinking. The jobs became distasteful. I told the other members that he had to go. Because he was out front he told the other members that he would be getting the jobs; not me. So they asked me to leave. My band – I had to leave. I sat home and played cards on Saturday night for six months. Aaaaaaaaah!!!!

He kept drinking and the men could no longer stand it. They asked me to come back. Hmmmmm. Not only did I go back but I became the lead singer. It is possible to turn something bad into something great. The band stayed successful for many years.
The Bass player was my best friend. He died of cancer due to his drinking.

And life goes on, John C.

PS, the longer you live the more stories you have.