30 years ago Carol and I took our son, five year old Nate, to his first concert. He was a Hall & Oates fan and they were at the top of the charts when they came to town. Our seats were left of the stage and out a little. As the concert began and the decibels increase to jet engine loud, he fell asleep and slept through most of the show.
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Last night Nate and his two oldest boys went with me to see their favorites, Zac Brown Band, at the BOK Arena which was built just across the street from the site of the H&O concert. After two opening acts, Zac and Company took the stage. We had seen ZBB in outdoor venues but in the Arena, the sound was all out rock. As the guys on guitar reached deafening heights, 5 year old Addison leaned his head on my shoulder and was out.
Like Father, Like Son and a priceless memory for me.
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