re: #855 RogueOne

Ha! I would have to fly out every 6 weeks to my corporate office in Charlotte. They would put me on a little 12 seater airplane and take off to KC where I’d pick up a connection. The plane was so small you’d get off the plane outside the terminal. I hated that flight, especially in the winter.

Shit Charlotte’s pretty much Paris, France after Omaha. Puckett’s Farm Equipment was the joint we played in Charlotte all the time. Owner had this green tint to him. My bandmate, in his best eastern Kentucky, swore “he’s a specter.”

And yes, his first name was Gary.