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In the early 80′s, Joe Pass, one of the finest solo guitar players that ever lived, had just finished his last set at Fat Tuesday’s. I was alone that night, sitting at the bar. Joe looked in the direction of the bar and said “Is anyone going my way?” I asked where he was staying and he told me that he was around the corner from the Plaza Hotel. Since I lived in Queeens and I could go home lots of ways I told him I would drop him off.
- As I dropped Joe off, I told him that should he ever need a ride, I’d give him my number and he could call me. Joe told me “you pick me up tomorrow and you can get in for free” – So, I did that for the next 12 years.
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