C: Ah, Name-Dropping…Peter, Paul and Mary
My blog friend, “Dee from Tennessee” mentioned Mary Travers on her facebook wall the other day. This brought memories flooding over my soul, because Peter, Paul and Mary were a huge part of my early-teen-through-adulthood years. My husband, too, loved this trio’s music dearly. But there is one, particular, Mary Travers story that stands out in my mind. Years ago (maybe 16, 17 or so) my husband and I had to make a business trip to Dallas. At the time there was a restaurant called “Star Canyon” down there that was all the buzz in our hometown because a local businessman was involved in it. It was beyond our usual eating-out budget, but we were determined to go. My husband wrangled us a reservation (and it took some wrangling, but that’s another story)… We showed at Star Canyon in our finest duds just ahead of our reservation time only to find that there was going to be ( sigh ) a wait. Nothing to do but sit at the bar, situated so that w...