In 1975, I was hired to back "The Possum" at the Continental In Lexington.

No one could find him at showtime or for the next 3 days. He finally surfaced...had been in a walk-in closet at the other end of the hotel with several bottles.

Believe it or not, on the third night, he and a friend showed up at my 1:00 AM-4:00 AM job at an after hours club. They staggered thru the door.

I started doing a parody of "He stopped Loving Her Today". It was pretty gross....body parts falling off when he embraced her, etc.

Can't imagine why no one liked it!

OH WELL!

Russ (really don't like "Possum" Music) Lay