L5 Turns 11!

Let me be the first to say, “HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!”.

2010 begins Legacy Five’s eleventh year and we are so excited. So, what’s special about 11, you ask? Well…besides being the first three-syllable number – which really turns heads, according to my oldest son who achieved the milestone this past December – it has some very special meanings that apply to Legacy Five specifically.

For instance…

Every anniversary has a theme…from the 25th silver anniversary to the golden 50th. Last year, at number 10, we were honored each time a plate of cookies covered with aluminum, the decade theme, passed through our bus door. At times it took on a lesser charm, like when I was eating lukewarm beanie-weanies from a tin can, also a ten year souvenir. But what a difference a year makes…

This year it’s stainless steel! Do you know how big that is to a bunch of burly guys? (Well, 3 out of 5!) I mean, stainless steel does not stain, corrode or rust…at least as easily as ordinary steel (it stains less, but it is not stain-proof). But it’s still…steel. Steel is an alloy or a mix of several metal elements that give greater strength and resistance to corrosion. That’s who we are…a ragbag, hodgepodge of guys who, combined, give greater strength to each other and, holding each other accountable, fight against corrosion in each others lives.

You know what else about 11? In Hungarian, eleven means “alive” – having life, in a state of action. If you asked me to fill in the following blank, “I feel most alive when:____________”, I would say, when I’m around the people I love. That’s why I feel like the most blessed man in the world…when I’m home with my wife and sons, when I’m “at work” surrounded by friends and fans and when I’m traveling down the road with five guys that make me laugh, think, create and wonder – I’m alive ’cause I’m with people I love. In the same language it also means “lively” – full of life, energetic! Even though there are times when gettin’ up on stage and doing our thing is the last thing we want to do, we spur on and stir up each other until – before you know it, there’s energy and life.

None of this is by chance. Jesus said, “I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live…” That’s from the Gospel of John. Guess which chapter…eleven!

So, as we enter our eleventh year, I’d like to wish my comrades 365 days of strength like steel and life – alive and to the fullest. Actually, I may double that to 730 days since the theme for the 12th year anniversary is…silk and linen! Oh boy…

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Legacy Five

Nothing To Say!

I believe I made the comment when I started this blog that it would be “worth your time so hopefully you’ll come back often.” As I began posting, I found it therapeutic and corrective. It also put the rest of L5 on better behavior as they discovered that anything was fair game for me to write about. As with many things, once you’re aware you’re being watched, everything changes…you know, like when the engine no longer knocks after you’re at the mechanics; the toothache that keeps you up at night miraculously heals itself as you walk through the dentist’s door! Such was the case with our last tour of the year. We were like a bunch of old geezers, no offense if you are one. But really, nobody talked or went anywhere exciting…no nothin’!

I have my theories as to why this was the case:

Theory 1) Due to the fact that we averaged 3 dozen cookies per night on our west coast tour, we are experiencing prolonged side-effects from a sugar-induced coma. Once again, though we’re grateful for the sweets, the lethargic state we’re left in leaves us lagging!

Theory 2) As we enter the winter season, our bodies and minds are preparing for hibernation. Granted, for some of us, who shall remain nameless, hibernation is a perpetual state and they have learned to do their thing on auto-pilot. Signs of this thesis began showing during a recent concert in which Howie sang the 2nd verse of “Above All Circumstances” first. And immediately thereafter, Cuz sang the 1st verse of “Just Stand” twice! But I said I wasn’t going to mention names. Sorry.

Theory 3) Preoccupation. All through the year we, like most in the work force, dream of what we would do if we had 3 consecutive weeks to accomplish and finish a certain task (read “honey-do list“). The closer we get to said vacation, the more time we spend dreading anticipating its arrival. For example, our boss will spend several days completing business for the year and will spend time in Colorado. Sounds glamorous.
Howie and his brood will head south to LA to hunt with some friends and including Mark Trammell…all of which is to be captured on film for later distribution. Sounds productive.
Last I heard, Glen and kin are hangin’ ’round the ‘hood enjoying a Tennessee Christmas. How…Tennessean.
Gary will enjoy time spoiling his grand daughter. How grand.
Sunny has a date at the bus zoo with a grease monkey. How…transmissional.
Frank is busy taking up where he left off 5 years ago. Just imagine the feeling of putting that suitcase away for good. How relieving.
I’m writing this from the 5th floor of Vanderbilt hospital in Nashville where my wife has had surgery to have a rib removed that was crushing a nerve bundle. There’s something ironic about the very thing God used to form a woman getting on her nerves but I’m too close to the subject to make cracks. As for our holidays, I’ll be Mr. Nurse & Mr. Mom and will look forward to summer vacation. How rewarding.

Theory 4 has to do with squirrel brain fumes from the jar that no one reminded me to remove from the bus – but that’s a stretch!

So to those who wondered why I haven’t blogged for a while, there you have it.

And again I have succeeded to fulfill the words of Mark Twain, “If you have nothing to say, say nothing.”

Thanks for…nothing,
Tim

And we’re back…

Well, we hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. By now the leftovers are gone or are turning green…

Speaking of leftovers…on the past west coast trip, you folks averaged 3 dozen cookies at each concert. I haven’t seen that many cookies since I was a kid in vacation bible school. Thanks for all the sweets but let’s make 2010 the year of protein in various forms! I guess beggars can’t be choosers, huh?!

Speaking of more food…we sang tonight at the Amish Open Door Restaurant. The crowd gets to enjoy their meal before we sing and then try to stay awake for our concert. Howie says folks struggle to stay awake in our concerts even when food isn’t served. It felt good to play again after our time off. I seldom get tired of playing for this bunch and I always get a kick out of something that someone on stage says.

We left with a tray of cookies, a box of home-made fudge and an apple pie!

Check it out

If you haven’t taken advantage of the free mp3 download from our website, legacyfive.com, be sure and do so. It’s the “Festival of Carols” from our Christmas cd, A Little Christmas.

Frank did an interview on Janet Pascals website, janetandfriends.com, the end of October. Go over and check it out.

Misc. Pics

Preston Fowler shooting Thanksgiving dinner

U.S.S. Trouble

The Seamans Salute

We’re heading toward Indianapolis. There’ll be plenty to talk about there.

Tim

Influence (Part 1)

Have you ever experienced one of those moments when you knew someone was looking at you? Wasn’t it kind of weird when you looked around and discovered that your “sense” was correct? Someone was indeed looking, staring or just watching you. Now think about this: If someone watches you, then you will influence them to some degree. There’s no denying the influence that each life has on the world. In fact, sociologists tell us that even the shyest introvert will influence 10,000 people over the course of his or her lifetime. Our lives shape the people around us in profound ways. Whether we intend to or not, we affect others through our influence.

In the classic Christmas film, It’s a Wonderful Life, George Bailey is given a tremendous gift: the opportunity to see what life would be like without him. As he wanders through a world that has no memory of his existence, George is dismayed by the plight of his friends and family. Devoid of his influence, their lives lack the warmth and richness he is accustomed to seeing. As George struggles to come to terms with his bleak surroundings, Clarence, his guardian angel, sums up the lesson that he hopes George will absorb from the experience.
“Strange, isn’t it? Each person’s life touches so many other lives. When he isn’t around he leaves an awful hole, doesn’t he?”

Let me tell you about one of those many surreal moments for me, when God reminded me of the fact
that L5 is influencing lives.

We host two events every year at Gaylord Opryland Hotel, in Nashville. We call the event Celebration and it is a three day event every Memorial Day and Labor Day weekend. This past Memorial Day, a lady named Patty walked up to me at our product table during intermission and asked me, “Why is everyone here so happy?”. I
looked at her a bit puzzled because there were about 1200 people at Celebration and I just assumed most
all of them were either happy or understood the idea behind why we were happy. So I asked her to repeat
herself and again she asked, “Why is everyone here so happy?”. Patty proceeded to tell me that she and her seven year-old daughter, Hanna, were at Celebration by “accident.” She continued by saying that her husband was a physician and that he had just been transferred to a new job in North Carolina. She and Hanna were on their way from Michigan to N.C. to look for a new house. They stopped in Nashville to get
tickets to “The Grand Ole Opry” but instead were sold tickets to our Celebration event. She told me that her
husband is a Muslim and that she was not accustomed to being around so many people who seemed so happy. She again said to me, “So you see…we’re not supposed to be here. We are here by accident. This is not the Grand Ole Opry and I don’t understand why everyone around here is so happy. What is this music all about?” Then I realized, this was a divine appointment and God was giving me an incredible opportunity to tell this lady and her daughter why we were all so “happy.

So, I proceeded to tell Patty and Hanna that the reason everyone there was so happy was because we have
been forgiven of our sins and that as a result, we are guaranteed an eternity in Heaven with God. I was
able to tell her that John 3:16 says that “God so loved the world, that He gave his only begotten son, that
whosoever believes in him should not perish but have everlasting life.” That’s why we are all so happy,
I told her. At that point she instructed little Hanna to “Listen to this man.”

As I continued to tell her about Jesus and what He had done for us, she asked me, “What page in the Bible
tells us how we can know we are going to Heaven?” She knew nothing about Christianity.

Intermission was now over and it was time for us to sing, so I quickly asked Patty for her email address
and assured her I would stay in touch and answer her questions. Then, I looked over at our product table and saw a pink MP3 player that had every Legacy Five song on it we had ever recorded. I picked it up and handed it to Hanna and said, “Hey Hanna, I want you to have this. It has lots of great songs on it and it will help answer some of the questions you and your mommy have about God.” That was in May of this year.

Click here for Influence (Part Two), the rest of the story .

Remember, people are watching you. Make sure that you use your influence to show them Jesus.

Legacy Five Families Thanksgiving Plans

As we head back to Tennessee to celebrate Thanksgiving Day with our families, I’ve asked the L5 wives to share with you their plans for us this holiday.

Here’s the Frank Seamans’ clan plan according to clan-planner Libby Seamans.

“We plan to spend Thanksgiving the same as every year. We have a tradition of spending it together as a
family. All 5 sons come home (they sleep where we can find space), and sometimes they bring a friend. So
our house is full. I cook the traditional Thanksgiving feast (one of the 3 times I cook each year : ). I do add
one non-traditional dish, my mom’s macaroni salad – very yummy, goes great with cold turkey the next day.
The evening before I bake, – 2 pumpkin pies, 2 pecan pies, a carrot cake (special family recipe – see
below),

Our house is filled with kids and blessings for a few days. Before we eat we go around the table and share
the one thing we are most thankful for, it can get very emotional…and insightful. Oh yea, we always go to
see the latest movie – the whole family…very expensive these days.”

Carrot cake

2 cups flour – 1 wheat / 1 white
2 tsp cinnamon
1 tsp salt
1 small can crushed pineapple (not
drained)
2 cups shredded carrots
1 cup broken walnuts
2 cups sugar: 1 white / 1 brown
2 tps baking soda
1 1/4 cups oil
1 cup coconut
3 eggs

Combine all ingredients – stir until fully mixed.
Pour into lightly greased bunt pan, bake at 350 for 1 hour

Cream Cheese Frosting

1 box powdered sugar
2 tsp vanilla
1/2 cup of butter (one cube)
6 oz cream cheese

Blend until rich and creamy – frost cold cake.

The Dustin family will head south to northern Louisiana. This is the schedule according to Kristi, Glen’s wife.

Thanksgiving Day we’ll be with my family. We’ll actually celebrate Christmas and Thanksgiving. We do that every other year to alternate holidays between families. Everybody brings a gift and we play Dirty Santa. It’s a lot of fun. Then, we’ll spend a couple of days with Glenn’s family. There will be LOTS of yummy food and we’ll eat WAY TOO MUCH, but isn’t that what holidays are for .

As for Gary Buckner, our transportation engineer and his household, wife Sharon
reports:
“During our 35 years of marriage we have always spent Thanksgiving Day with the members of Gary’s family who live in town. For the first time his mom is having her family gathering on Tuesday evening and
traveling out of town with Gary’s brother on Thanksgiving Day. My family has celebrated Thanksgiving for several years with dinner on the Sunday before Thanksgiving. Needless to say, Gary will miss both gatherings.

And since our oldest daughter, Sheree, and her family live in Mississippi and will not be able to come to our
home this year and Geniece, our other daughter, and her family will be traveling to South Carolina, Gary and
I will visit with my mother on Thanksgiving Day and be thankful for the wonderful family and blessings God
has given us.”

According to the little-but-mighty-matriarch Kelly Howard, Howie’s wife, “The Howard’s will nestle
down on Little Pond Lane this year and enjoy Thanksgiving at home. Mallory and I will cook our traditional southern Thanksgiving dishes: turkey (with the help of a new Paula Deen recipe!), dressing (Debbie Bennett’s family recipe which I have been using for yearssee below), sweet potato casserole, english peas and a good pie of some sort.

We have a ‘painting project’ in Grant’s room which needs to be tackled by the man of the house, so we will give him a day or two to recover from this long trip and hopefully get a paint brush in his hand. We will try
to get our Christmas decorations put up but mostly enjoy being at home together. We are thankful for so
much and blessed beyond measure. To our L5 family all across the miles, we are eternally grateful for your
support and your prayers for each and every one of us. Happy Thanksgiving!”

Cornbread Dressing

Cornbread mix (enough to make a 9 x 11 pan of cornbread)
3/4 c – chopped onion
3/4 c – chopped celery
5 eggs slightly beaten
2 cans chicken broth
salt
pepper
poultry seasoning

Mix and bake cornbread as directed. Cool and crumble into pieces. Saute onion and celery in 3 or 4
Tablespoons of water until tender. Combine crumbled bread, onion, celery, eggs and chicken broth
until moist (will more than likely use most of the broth from 2 cans). Season with salt, pepper, and poultry
seasoning to your taste.

Bake at 375 degrees for approximately 30-40 minutes or until firm consistency. Enjoy!

As for the the Fowler’s:
“We will be hosting Thanksgiving at our house. Those in attendance will be Scott, Taryn, Preston, Bailey, my mom, my sister Pennie and her husband Steve. Pennie’s son Jason, his wife Susie and their 5 year old son Peyton. We rarely get to see my nephew Jason since they live in Missouri so we are looking forward to it. We
will play lots of games well into the night. Jason and I love to play “Risk” but we have a tough time getting anyone else to play because it is a 3-4 hour war board game.

On Friday, Peter, another nephew of mine and his wife Dana and their 2 year old daughter Anna Bell will be
at our house.

Saturday Taryn and I will go to her mom and dad’s and spend the day visiting with them. They live near
us in Franklin, TN. We will get plenty of eating, visiting and playing in over the next few days!”

And finally, speaking for the Parton-party-of-4 Lori Parton says, “We’ll travel a few miles north to my
mom’s for the day. We’ll enjoy her great southern feast complete with my favorite, giblet gravy (see recipe below), Tim’s favorite sweet potato casserole and the boy’s favorite, homemade chocolate pie. Then we’ll head home to prepare for our oldest son’s surprise birthday party on Friday, an all day event!

Turkey Giblet Gravy

Turkey giblets
4 cups turkey broth

Boil giblets in broth until done (approx. 20 minutes); slice giblets

Add:
3 boiled eggs sliced
1/2 stick butter
salt and pepper

Bring to a boil and reduce heat to low.

Dissolve 2 heapin’ tablespoons cornstarch in 1/2 cup cold water

Add cornstarch slowly to mixture while stirring until gravy is at desired thickness.

Happy Thanksgiving from Legacy Five and all our families! We are grateful to God for you!

Influence (Part 2)

As promised, here’s the continuation of “Hanna’s Story” from last week…

Three months later, at the Labor Day Celebration in early September, I was standing at the record table when a lady walked up to me and said, “Hey Scott! Remember me?” I could not believe my eyes! It was Patty (Hannah’s mom). I said, “Yes! Of course I do. How are you Patty? Are you here again by accident?” She told me that she had come back to Celebration…this time on purpose…to find out more about this Jesus we all sing about. I asked her if Hanna was here and she said no…Hanna was in school now in North Carolina and couldn’t come. She was there by herself. So, we spent a few minutes catching up a bit and in a moment she pulled out a note Hanna had written to me. Here’s what the note from seven year old Hanna said:

“Dear Mr. Scott,
Thank you so much for the music player you gave me.
I loved it but somebody stole it and I am sorry. Please
don’t be mad at me. Please can you help my family go
to Heaven? I want to go. My dad is Arab and I am
half. He believes in Allah and I don’t. I love my family
and wish they were happy like you, but they are not. I
think you know God so please tell him about me and
tell him to take my daddy to Heaven because he is a
good daddy and I love him.
Hanna…7 Years Old”

Wow…A flood of emotions came over me so much that I could not hold back the tears. Talk about a sobering note…especially from a little child. It was at that moment that I realized that this is exactly why Legacy Five does what we do. This was a great reminder to me that we are influencing people’s lives.

A song we just recorded called Faithful To The Cross says it great. Listen to these lyrics:
Some follow after fortune and fame
So when they’re gone the world will remember their name
But I am learning that what matters most
Can’t be held in my hands
And that riches aren’t the measure of the worth of a man
It’s found in being…

Faithful to the Cross, Faithful to His call
Laying down my life, surrendering my all
Forgetting what’s behind me and counting it as loss
Faithful to the finish…Faithful to the Cross.

I want to know I ran my race,
That I fought the fight and kept the Faith
And when at last I stand before the throne,
I want to hear Him say, “Well done!”
That my heavenly Father would be proud of this son.
So may my life be…

Faithful to the Cross, Faithful to His call
Laying down my life, surrendering my all.
Forgetting what’s behind me and counting it as loss
Faithful to the finish…Faithful to the Cross.

Since we have influence over the lives we come in contact with, we must choose the nature of our influence wisely. Regarding those choices, former UCLA basketball coach John Wooden says, “There is a choice you have to make in everything you do. So keep in mind that in the end, the choice you make, makes you.”
We pray the Master will always find us Faithful to the Cross so that we can leave a Legacy of His love to
those with whom we come in contact and have influence over.

Come back again next week for my final thoughts on the topic of our personal influence.

Scott

Catchin’ Up in California!

“Sometime in the night we arrived in California. I didn’t feel it, nothing smelled any different…it just happened. Well, that’s not exactly true…it did take us 7 days to get here but anyhow we’re safe and sound. Thanks to God and Gary!”

I wrote that line on Thursday, Nov. 19th with every intention of finishing. But it didn’t happen and, NO, it didn’t have anything to do with the cauliflower or a lack of sleep or anything like that. I was just busy with other stuff.

Anyhow, this will catch you up:

1. Portland, OR. Concert was great. Full house and a few friends that had seen us at PraiseFest in Sevierville, TN just a few days ago.

We had something happen that, according to Fowler, has never happened. Here’s Scott’s post from Facebook telling you about it. “Tonight something happened for the first time in the 23 years that I have been singing. A man at the concert tonight bought a Christmas CD for EACH family in attendance. Thank you Les for your incredibile gesture of the Christmas spirit!”

2. Thursday was Yuba City, which in english means, “Time to wash the bus!” And after several days of travel, Sunny wasn’t very…sunny. So, we washed her. (I made up that “time to wash the bus” stuff. Since we’ve had those Romainians on the bus, you can just imagine the translations we’ve been comin’ up with!)

We decided to let our stow-a-ways friends, Simon and Wesley get in on the act.

spala autobuzul! (washing the bus!)

Since they’ve not had any experience, Gary had to go behind them and do it right!

Doin' it right!

We had a wild crowd at Crossroads Community just like every year. One guy there has posted some YouTube videos. Check them out by clicking here, here and here!

One sad thing that happened that night is that a woman was crossing the street to get to the concert and she was hit by a car and it sent her flying through the air. She had just been released from the hospital after having hip replacement surgury. All she wanted was to get out in time to make it to the L5 concert. She got out in time, but didn’t make it accross the street in time. So tragic! I’ll let you know when we hear anything about her.

3. Friday we drove down the road to Stockton where we were with the Herb Henry family, Larry Ford and the crowd!

really into it, huh!

4. Today we stayed in Temecula, CA which usually means “Where the sun breaks through the mist”. Today it meant “Where SUNNY breaks through the mist”. It is actually a very neat old town. Some of us walked down main street to eat lunch. We found a mexican restaurant in the old First National Bank of Temecula building called, “The Bank” (which in Spanish means…”the bank”). On the cover of the menu was a story of the first robbery back in 1930. One of the 2 employees working there ran after the thief, caught him and the robber was sent to prison for 3 years. For this the employee was given a nickel plated .45 caliber pistol and the teller, a diamond broach. These days they fire employees for deterring such entrepreneurs!

Oh well…

At First Baptist Hemet where we sang tonight they celebrated the season with a Thanksgiving dinner. As we walked to the building where dinner was being held, we saw a fire truck and an ambulance in the parking lot. As we entered the building they were rolling out a 99 year old gentleman who had just collapsed and died. Surprisingly, the mood of the place was upbeat and the concert was wonderful with a thousand plus in attendance. It was a home-going celebration!

As I close, don’t forget about the concert at the El Cajon Wesleyan Church tonight (11/22/09). Click here to go to the page, then click on “Watch here”. It starts at 6:30PM PACIFIC time. Don’t be late!

Speaking of late, it’s 2:00AM and we just fueled at exit 1 in southern California. I can see the lights of Tijuana, Mexico from where I’m writing this.
Tomorrow (Monday) we begin the trek back east with one stop in Yuma, AZ. We’re on the home stretch and thanks to your prayers and a God that answers, we’ve had no bus trouble, no bad weather and everyone still likes each other…well, 2 out of 3 ain’t bad!

Till We Meet Again,
Legacy Five

P.S. Another reminder!

A Brave Man

MT to ID to OR

The trip continues, weather is cooperating, crowds are upbeat. We’re getting a shade weary but if we can just pace ourselves, we’ll make it home with minimal (additional) psychological damage. I for one haven’t slept well on this tour and last night was no exception.

Back in Kalispell our friend, Pete, gave us a jar of pickled cauliflower (I thought he was our friend!). Nobody’s had the nerve to open it because we prefer the odor of a men’s locker room that we currently enjoy(!) compared to cauliflower and vinegar (although, I’m certain that Glen splashed some behind his ears before the concert last night). Well, at about 2AM I got up to raid the pantry. Now, there’s always something to snack on besides all the yummies that folks bring to the concerts (our moms wives say, “More veggies, please!”). One of Cuz’s tasks is to make sure Howie has diet Cokes, Frank has coffee and I have Little Debbies. (tiny tim and Little Debbie, now that’s funny!) Well, somebody sat the jar right inside the pantry door and when I opened it I literally jumped back! It looked just like squirrel brains in a science lab! I’ve heard my mother-in-law tell of eating squirrel brains and eggs for breakfast when she was younger (doctors don’t recommend that anymore because they contain a variant of mad cow disease, FYI!). I could make several comments about the previous sentence, especially since she doesn’t read this blog – but I’ll refrain. ANYHOW…like most of this blog, I have no point in telling you any of that EXCEPT that I’ve moved the jar to the back of the pantry so I don’t have to look at it. YOUR job is to remind me so I don’t forget that it’s there…or else it WILL be a science experiment.

squirrel brains?

SO…

Nampa was beautiful. We parked at the mall (more “people-watching”), Cuz and Fowler played racquetball with some of the guys from the Liberty Quartet, dropped by the airport to pick up Simon and Wesley and had an excellent time last night with our Idahoan friends.

Afterwards, some of the guys grabbed a bite while Cuz and I went to the grocery. So the fridge has plenty of milk and oj. And the shelves are stocked with Doritos, Pringles, Pop-Tarts and, yes, pickled cauliflower (just a reminder).

Till We Meet Again,
Legacy Five

Minnesotanorthdakatomontana!

We’ve had some very well attended concerts over the past 3 nights. Starting with Barrett, MN. Then on to Bismarck, ND. Last year when the folks were setting out extra chairs, we honestly thought that they’d lost their minds. People in Bismarck don’t know Legacy 5 from sweet tea, we thought! Besides, it was 87 degrees below 0 outside. An hour later, the guys were singing in the foyer to the overflow crowd and the choir loft was burstin’ at the seams.

SO…this year we had a matinee, an evening concert and better weather. It made for a long day but it was a good’n'!

We rolled into Kalispell around noon Monday. Such beautiful scenery and another sunny day. Gary said the deer were thick last night. He mentioned that a buck sauntered onto the road and just stood there ’til the last second forcing Gary to take the passing lane to get around him. Headline reads: Buck sidetracks Buckner.

We had another good evening and now we’re headed toward Idaho. We’re watching the Jubilee dvd pre-release. Frank commented, “I’m gonna miss this crazy bunch!” You folks are gonna love the dvd!
Cuz and Fowler have gone to their bunks ’cause they’ve got a racquetball game tomorrow. Also, our friends Simon and Wesley of the Freedom Singers from Canada will join us in Boise for the remainder of the tour. The bus will be packed but that means a better chance for something crazy to blog about. Hang around, gang, things could get real interesting.

Till We Meet Again,
Legacy Five

The Importance of being Frank

It was a dreary morning in Fergus Falls, MN. Either the locals had stayed out late the night before and were sleeping in or there was simply no reason to get up this morning. The town was tired…but by the crack of noon the sun was shinin’ and locals were stirrin’.

Before I get to my main subject, I’m sure many of you wonder just what it is the 5 of us talk about when we’re together. After we’ve heralded home-front happenings (I’m trying to make this exciting!), we jump to other topics. With Cuz it’s usually sports, Fowler- politics, Frank- random thoughts, Howie- hunting, and I just sit and take notes. There is an occasional diversion from the norm…for example, we’re currently pondering the proper label for “public convenience rooms” used by men. Is it “MEN’S”, “MENS” or simply “MEN” or as marked at the auditorium last night, “BOYS”? Not that any of this matters but after you’ve inhaled diesel fumes for thousands of miles as we have you’re lucky to form complete thoughts much less sensible ones!

From our lunch options, we chose Pizza Hut. At a place like that it’s difficult to order separately so when it comes time to pay we all chip in our part and it all works out. For some reason we each had only big bills from our wife-alloted-lunch-allowance. So we sat there pondering how we would pay a $35 ticket with five $20 bills. We hemmed and hawed until finally Frank said, “Boys, put your money away. Lunch is on me.” We figured he only has a few more days left to show his appreciation to us… so we let him pay! Thanks, Frank!

Speaking of Frank…

Funny things happen on stage that the audience is not privy to. As I mentioned, Frank will be leaving soon and to honor(!) him, I’ve asked the guys to share their favorite “Frank Story”. I’ve seen him with a water bottle in one hand and a microphone in the other, sing into the bottle. Just last night, Cuz saw him trying to apply throat spraybut instead he shot it into the air. Frank declares that he was trying to be funny…whatever!

But it’s late and I’m a day behind on this blog so you’ll have to wait till tomorrow for those Frank stories. Aw, suspense!

Till We Meet Again,
Legacy Five