Working Days and Sleeping Nights
In the mid-70s, I worked for a peritoneal kidney dialysis company. It was a much needed break from the Weiner King (although I did return.) I traveled throughout Maryland, Delaware, Pennsylvania, and New Jersey delivering care packages to patients. While away, I stayed in motels; just simple motels in any old honky-tonk town I descended upon. Late one afternoon, I wheeled into one in Maryland, location unknown, and got a bed for the night. When I parked and got out of my vehicle, I noticed a large man standing outside his room, door wide open. Big, black hair and matching mustache. I knew immediately who it was even though his name was painted on the van parked right in front of him. FREDDY FENDER! He was smoking a cigarette. I nodded. He nodded back. That was it, but it was a very good experience. No fancy hotel. No entourage. Just him. A regular guy taking a break from where life was sending him.
Reader Comments (4)
How cool, Dave!
Yes it was, Mary Jo. Thanks. It's funny how some things stay with you all your life.
I love Freddie Fender!!! I loved the time that he was one the radio and juke boxes. It was a time when my husband and I went out every Saturday night and danced the night away and we loved when they would play Freddie Fender songs. It was a very different time from the present. We had a great time. I sure do miss those days. And I miss my husband. Lost him this past Fathers day. Thank you for posting this about Freddie!!!
I'm really, really glad this brought you some great memories, Carole, and thank you. It most certainly was a different time from today. I just can't picture Freddy singing a duet with Kanye West.
I'm very sorry about your husband. 2016 has been a very difficult year.