(and Into The Fire)…
He finally had a paid gig out of the country. Professional. He was to leave in two days on his first tour. He had one day of work left before his trip to riches and glory. He was going to take that day off. But, his mother thought to teach him something of self-reliance. No one made money in a rock ‘n roll band.
Blues, he said it was. And he worked hard to learn the guitar. He was good.
Blues, rock, opera, what have you. She wouldn’t relent. You go into work, even if its your last day, she told him, and finish the job right. The next morning Tony went to work at the steel shop. That afternoon, he was rushed to the hospital with the tips of two fingers missing.