I was on the stage in the park singing my song "The St. James Hotel" when I was accosted by Clay Allison. He was actually the great grand nephew of Clay Allison, the gun fight/rancher who spent many days in the bar at the St. James.
I also managed to fit in another engagement at the Adobe Bar in Taos. It's known as the living room of Taos. My friend Bob showed up. I see him all over the place. last time was at Bongo Billy's in Salida, Colorado. He was on his way to Greenville, South Carolina. Safe travels Bob.
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