I'm back from my whirlwind week! It's been great.... absolutely amazing. The concerts were all spectacular. Yesterday, soon after Sarah and I got to our room, Wendy called and said, "Get your asses down here! He's coming back on his Harley in like five minutes!" Needless to say, we hightailed it down and across the street to where the buses were parked. There were already 30 or so people there and, of course, the longer we waited, the more people showed up. But, everyone was being calm and respectful. So, he came back and put the bike in the trailer and secured it. Everyone started cheering when he came up, but then we got quiet again waiting for him. When he finished with the bike, he started talking to people--not signing things or posing for pictures, but taking a few seconds with people. I was blessed to be close to where he happened to step out. I held my hand out to him and he took it. The girl beside me had asked for a hug. I said, "Thanks for everything. Can I...?" and he assumed I was going to ask for a hug, so he nodded and wrapped his arm around me and gave me a hug. He has a nice grip with his hands and gives a good tight hug which makes you think he's sincere about it. I remember clearly the smile, the amazing blue eyes, and he had a LOT of scruff. I wish that "Thanks for everything" translated into "thank you for helping me find happiness and be able to feel again," but it doesn't, so he doesn't he know what I thanked him for. Oh well. We're even. I don't know what he thanked me for either. LOL Anyway, he said, "Thank you, baby" (which is what he says to everyone) and moved on to the next person. Sarah took some shots while he was there and got that great smile captured only to have her film exposed so the coloring is awful. The sad part is that a few people down the line, these wenchbags practically jumped him, grabbed him, and he left immediately to get back on his bus. They ruined it for everyone else. You could tell he was going to take time with the fans until those girls came running up and attacked like dogs. He's not shy about taking someone's hand or giving a hug or a kiss, but it's got to be on his terms, not an ambush. It's so frustrating to see what was the smile he had at the beginning and know that the situation turned.

Anyway, I also met Mark, Chris, Steve, and Chad and I'll post about that later. But the big thrill is what I wanted to share first. And I debated on whether to put this in off topic or other bands, but off topic won out since it's not about the actual concerts.

Becky