I had not heard of Taylor Swift prior to coming here. She is a 17-year-old "new country" singer who apparently appeals to teen and pre-teen girls. Kelly had tickets for all of us to attend a Taylor Swift concert, a special treat for Annie. The event was billed as a family night attraction at The Grizzly Rose, a country bar. The good part about YP's broken leg is that they have handicapped permits in the cars, so everywhere we go we park at the door -- and that was a good thing because the parking lot was packed as was the bar. Moving into the bar, everyone was carded -- even Gramma Kathy and Grandpa Mike. You should have seen the look on the checker's face as he examined my ID! I wanted to say, "Look, sonny, would I borrow the ID of a 58-year-old woman?" Those without ID, i.e. the youth, were marked with big black Marks-a-Lot "Xs" on the back of each hand. Finding places where we could all sit together was a challenge. We left YP in the handicapped section and Mike and I stood near him. Mike found a chair for me and then someone brought him a chair. Eventually Kelly and the kids joined us with fries and nachos. Meanwhile, this is a bar environment where adults were drinking. Taylor, the main attraction, did not come on stage until 9:30. We left before the concert was over. Annie's opinion was that Taylor is great but the place was way too small. KW
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