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Originally Posted by GypsySorcerer
Hey Dani,
Did you ever post your story about meeting Mick? And have you decided on a college yet?  |
Hah, I forgot about this thread!
I did not post my story about meeting Mick, but here it is:
I didn't know I was going to be able to see Fleetwood Mac in Oakland until the night before the show. A good family friend of ours is a very successful stock broker (they have 3 private jets...) and he called us up and said, "we just bought front row seats and all access packages to Fleetwood Mac tomorrow night. Wanna come? You don't have to pay anything and Dani can bring a friend." So of course I was FLIPPING OUT and I had no time to digest what was happening before we were parking at the Oracle.
We met Mick, like all other shows (I think?), while standing on the stage. He was so so kind to us, and we all got to take a picture with him. I was standing on one of his sides while my friend stood on the other, and before we took the picture, I told him, "I just want you to know that I'm only seventeen and yet my life has been totally changed by your band, all the way back to the Peter Green stuff." He looked at me and said in shock, "you're seventeen and you know Green? I guess you really are a fan! Thank you" and he hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. Awesome.
So we asked him a bunch of questions for a while and he LOVED my dad-- it was hilarious. My dad asked him more questions than anyone and Mick was totally eating it up. When I walked up to have him sign a picture for me, I also gave him a little note that one of my teachers wrote (she nearly died when I told her I was seeing Fleetwood Mac). When I first gave it to him, he looked up at me and asked, "is this for me?" I started laughing ("um.... yes, Mick, of course it's for you") and nodded. He asked if he could keep it and I felt TERRIBLE asking him to sign it and give it back to me.... It was so humble and precious of him.
He was hilarious, charming, and so so willing to talk to us about anything. My dad was being flat out blunt and Mick loved him for it.
And Cory loved me, too! She brought some of my writing back to give to Stevie and I started crying. Totally embarrassing, but apparently Stevie read it and saw the note I wrote on top of the stuff ("I'm Dave Young's old student!") and remembered who I was. Win.
In terms of college, I'm already accepted at Seattle University, University of San Francisco, Santa Clara University and Emerson College. They're all backups-- I hear from the other 15 schools in a few months!
