Read the story of this event on my blog:
http://viquidill.blogspot.com/2010/07/man-in-middle-mom-on-sidelines.html
It is July 24th and I've been looking forward to this moment since the blizzard back in February. I've just sung two of my favorite songs, played bass like a man, and my husband, two microphones away, is about to sing a big crowd pleaser, "The Man in the Middle." The band is hot (I'm so lucky to be playing with these guys), the summer breeze is cool, the sound crew is skilled, the folks at Morgan Arts Council are wonderful. This is a terrific day and a terrific moment to be here and now.
And then in a flash of chance and gravity, things go horribly wrong.
I look up from the stage and see my son, Jim Dill, in horrible pain, and bleeding profusely from a gash in his shin.
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