April 3, 2009 Jobbing.com Arena 7:30 PM
I am in line for a chance to get in the "pit" at a Bruce Springsteen concert. Susan and Jack are in line with me. My brother in law Jim got here after we did and is in line but not with us. They start the drawing and crap we are not going to make it into the pit. But Jim does. We enter the arena after Jim and he says to me you want my pit pass? YES! So I automatically dump Susan ands Jack and head for the pit line. We will meet up later when the show is over. Praise the LORD! For cell phones.
I end up at the very end of the pit pass line. No worries.
For the ones who had a notion,
a notion deep inside
That it ain't no sin
to be glad you're alive
I wanna find one face
that ain't looking through me
I wanna find one place,
I wanna spit in the face of these badlands
The line starts to move. The race is on to the stage. We enter at one side of the arena floor and head for the stage at the other side of the floor. Now I have not actually run to the point of having both feet off of the ground in a while but tonight I am. I make it to the check point where I have to show my pit pass wrist band. No problem: I AM IN!
Having been in the pit at other shows I head for the right side of the stage. Almost everyone tries for center stage. I walk up to the stage right and one person is in front of me then the stage. Bliss
Nothing to do now but bide my time until Bruce comes out. So I watch my fellow pit people. Mostly my age (51) but some older and some younger. A lot of families. I meet a mom who tells me she and her family stayed at the same hotel as Bruce and his family. In fact she goes on about HANGING OUT WITH THEM! My BS radar kicks in. Her husband says to me do you want to see the pictures? Of course I say yes. I turns out they did hand out with Bruce and his family.
Bruce is supposed to hit the stage at 7:30 but the lady whose family hung out with Bruce, informs me Bruce told her the show will start at 8:30. I have a couple hours to wait. I am tired and standing up so I decide to beach myself on the floor and wait. A lot of people are on the floor sitting. The main side effect of cancer is fatigue. When I ride or drive in a car it wipes me out. The chance to sit down is nice and helping.
Right at 8:30 Bruce its the stage and opens with Badlands. So there I am standing in the pit. pumping my fist, singing at the top of my lungs, with tears streaming down my face. Because I am so grateful to God for having the chance one more time to be here and do this. In fact I am crying as I write this knowing I may not ever do it again. If I have to explain it you would not understand. Cancer sucks! Livestrong!
