4 years ago today, I went to the Commodore Grille with every intention of playing. I was there early. I was first person signed up. Then waited nervously as Pam Belford If I know me and Jan Buckingham Cleopatra Queen of Denial and a song about the Cuban Missile crisis. Really wondering if should even be there. I played Ain't No Train to Nashvilleat the Open Mic and Debi Champion handed me a card and said booking for Nov. After wondering if I was good enough to be be here, I found I was. Projection and course of my life changed. I went back of building and tears of joy rolled down my face. Not too bad for my 3rd day in town.