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It was a bitterly cold day when the four amigos got in a car and drove from New York State to Los Angeles. The cold and the desolate area we lived in, and the bleak future for jobs, led us four \u2013 Amos, Dick and Dave and myself \u2013 to take a deep breath and leave our hometown and head for sun and fun.<\/span><\/p>\n And girls. We can\u2019t forget the girls.<\/span><\/p>\n The first week or so in La-La Land was a little scary because none of us had money. We took turns calling home to have some green sent to us by Western Union. We bedded down in a seedy hotel on Wilshire Blvd., debated such things as whether to buy food or liquor with our dwindling funds. Liquor always won.<\/span><\/p>\n We eventually paired off with Dick and I going to the beach and Dick and Amos flirting with LA. All three of my amigos are dead \u2013 Dick going first in 1962, Amos about 15 or so years ago and Dave a few years after that.<\/span><\/p>\n When I think back to those times, and I do quite frequently because they were good times, I get sad that I have no one to share those good\u2013time memories with. We were all young then and full of it. We didn\u2019t want to conquer the world, but we certainly wanted to enjoy the good parts of it.<\/span><\/p>\n What prompted me to write this is what happened Sunday. Bobby Blue Bland died. Yeah, I don\u2019t think you know who he was. That\u2019s okay. Bobby Blue Bland was one of the first blues singers I came across \u2013 Muddy Waters was the first \u2013 and he came to me just days after us four amigos got to LA.<\/span><\/p>\n The first time I heard him was that night \u2013 about 2 in the morning \u2013 that we four drove right down in the core of downtown LA. There was hardly a car or soul around as the four of us passed around the remains of a fifth of whiskey.\u00a0 I don\u2019t remember what brand. It doesn\u2019t matter.<\/span><\/p>\n As we drove around the nearly deserted streets of downtown LA, the music coming out of the radio in Dick\u2019s 1954 Mercury was Bobby Blue Bland. I have never heard blues so cool. Bobby Blue Bland still rings in my ears. He was coming to us from a black radio station and the DJ kept playing Bobby Blue Bland over and over again.<\/span><\/p>\n And the weird part is that Dolphins of Hollywood sponsored the show. I had visions of Dolphins of Hollywood being a Victoria Secret kind of store, but it was as far from that as possible.<\/span><\/p>\n