My friend Sherry and I planned to attend. Knowing that some online friends/fans were also going to be there, I walked around looking for them before Davy's show started. I couldn't find anyone. But while walking, I saw a bunch of people looking into a floor-length window inside a hallway area of the school, so I had to see what was happening. Sherry and I saw Davy in there, signing autographs and getting his picture taken with the mayor and her family and other city officials.
Then I heard someone calling my name. A woman came up to me who I didn't recognize, but then I saw someone I met in PA in one of those red 8-button Monkees shirts they wore in the first season, coming up behind her. "Hi, you must be ----," the woman said.
"Yes...," I said. "You must be....???"
"----," she said.
"Oh!," I said. "Hi!", and shook her hand. I greeted my fellow fan from Hershey as she caught up to us. "I was looking for anyone, where are you guys at?"
"We are sitting down over there on the other side of the fence.", she said.
My new friend said, "They saw you walking around, but no one wanted to come up to you."
'Ah-hah' I thought.....
"So I told them to point you out because I wanted to meet you. These things are just silly....," she said.
"I know," I said, immediately realizing that I was getting confirmation of a feeling I had lately that a couple of them had issues...or something...but I just say "Rediculous, wouldn't you say? I mean we ALL are fans, and that's all that matters!"
"Right!", she said.
"Well com'on," I replied, "I'd like to say hello to them." He-he-he.....and I proceeded to be led by them to where they were. One was sitting on a blanket on the blacktop, along with another who I had not met before, and a friend who brought the one I met. After introductions and some small talk, Sherry and I made our departure for another area to the right side of the stage. We happened to see Davy behind the stage, watching him prepare himself to go on. He was pacing back and forth a little, looked to me to be gearing up his incredible energy.
Then - on with the show! It was a great performance that he put on! I couldn't believe I was watching a Monkee in the parking lot of a place that felt like home to me. SO many trips back and forth I had taken when my sons went to school there in the mid-90's! Little did I know that I'd be seeing Davy here one day, about 10 yrs later.
He rocked, man! And in the encore, one of the songs he sang was No Time. A bunch of us went up to the stage, I could have reached out and touched his shoe! Lol After the show, he moved along a fence to greet everyone. Sherry and I were there, and the others I knew were by us and moving about. My turn and I say, "Hi Davy! It was a great show!"
"Thank you", he said. He had changed into a gray hoodie with a white tee-shirt under it, and jeans. Really looking good!
"I've been a fan from waaay back," I said. Why that is about the only thing I can say to him I'll never know.
"Well.....we won't tell anyone how old we are, will we," he laughed. He took my hand and cupped it in both of his. I laughed too. Then he moved on to the next person. Sherry and I stood around with the others talking and watching Davy, as the crowd began to thin out. Then poof! It was done. Sherry went home, but I stuck around with the others, and somehow ended up going to the motel room they had -- one invited me to come along. I'd seen some of her Monkee memorabilia that she brought before, but I went anyway. A couple hours later after talking with everyone, I headed for home.
