Sunday, Bob Stroud on his Rock and Roll Roots program played songs having to do with fall, or as some say, autumn. He sure had to dig down far for some of them, which I haven't heard of before. I'll be listing these songs tomorrow...maybe.
SEQUOIT LODGE
Liz and I drove over to Sequoit Lodge in Antioch, Illinois, and met up with a group of friends at 10:30. Julie's husband and his buddy were playing music, their first paying gig ever. And, we were there for support.
We've been to the Lodge several times on Sundays as they have great breakfasts and entertainment from 10 am to noon. Where else ya gonna get entertainment Sunday morning. The place is always packed. We did lots of cheering and the duo got several more jobs out of it.
MARS TRADING POST INN
We then drove to Mar's Trading Post Inn (dating back to the 1840s) in Wilmot, Wisconsin, just over the border). Hard to beat $1 pints, $1 meatloaf sandwiches (with chips) and $1.75 pint Bloody Marys. Stuck around for the card draw and booze and meat raffle which always packs the place.
It was very sad to hear that Dave, Mar's husband, has terminal cancer. He has always been a fixture there and the raffles just won't be the same without him. There will be a benefit for him in November.
CHOPPER'S
Leaving Mar's, we went to Chopper's on Il-173 and met Kevin and Kelly, who had boated up there. Watched some more football (we always hate when the Bears are on at night. What do Bear fans do during Sunday afternoon?) and had the 25 cent wings (love the chili-garlic) and $5 pitchers.
Not a Bad Way to Spend a Sunday Without Da Bears. --RoadDog
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Being an account of some things I'm interested in, what I'm doing, and reflections on my past, especially music.
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