When I was 22, I had the immense honor of meeting B.B. King thanks to my mom, a fellow musician. After a performance, we met up with him in the green room and he spent a few minutes chatting with us. He seemed to thoroughly enjoy connecting with us, but maybe that was just his style. As I left, he handed me an autographed photo. At the time, I didn't fully understand the enormity of his legacy. What I saw that day was a mega-talented gentleman who was beautifully generous with his time and someone who had lots of stories to tell beyond those eyes of his. I wish I'd been able to hear more of them. A true legend.
Blues Legend B.B. King Passes Away
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Friday, May 15, 2015
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