Grandma Compton goes to the Johnny Cash concert.

It was probably in 1966. I am not sure of the exact year, but her son (Uncle John to my kids), had joined the Marines, and was sent overseas to fight iin Viet Nam.

Johnny Cash was John's favorite singer, although he also did a darn good job of singing us some of Johnny Horton's best hits, accompanying himself on his guitar. 

Johnny Cash had come to Seattle for a concert that year, and Grandma Compton  had determined to go and meet him, and have him autograph the concert program for her  son in the military. 

She had ordered tickets to go, and also decided that she needed someone with experience to accompany her to the concert, and then help her find her way around the backstage area, get through the crowds, and make sure that she got that much-desired  autograph from Johnny Cash. 

That person was me. 

The big day came, and we prepared to go to the concert. Grandma Compton had never been to a concert like this before, but she was a very proper English Lady; and she DID know how to dress up ! 

We walked out the door with Grandma in her finest dress, dainty shoes, hair all curled and fluffy (it was naturally curly anyway, but this was special)., and her makeup was flawless. 

She had a beautiful Blue Fox full-length  fur coat, and she was also wearing that. 

We enjoyed the concert, and at the last song, I started hurrying her out of our seats, and off for the back stage, hoping to beat the crowd there. 

By the time we got there, all the people who had left before the last song were already there, but at least we were able to get in line for autographs.

As we stood there in line, Johnny Cash signed one program after the other, about as fast as he could scribble his name. He never looked up, just kept writing.

Finally, we were at the front of the line. Grandma Compton started to explain that she was there to get an autograph for her son in Viet Nam. 

At the sound of her voice, Johnny Cash looked up to see who was there speaking in that aristocratic English accent. 

He literally stood there spellbound looking at this fine lady in her Blue Fox  fur coat.  I am sure this was FAR from the usual fan that he signed an autograph for. 

Then, he took the program, and wrote a special note for John, and autographed it for her.  Grandma Compton was happy....

It was an epic and memorable  experience.