Okay. I have been laying low here because some of my post were getting a little edgy for the spirit here.
This however has the potential to change my point of view on this subject completely around for the better.
We had a chance to see him (King) at his place on Beal Street.
Go see who you like any chance you get. They're not getting any younger.
(And neither are we.)
It applies to a lot of scars but one in particular.
I worked in the recovery room. There was one team of doctors who would preform a mastectomy and step aside for his partner to start reconstruction that day. It was an honor to be there when they woke up and be able to tell them "It looks great!"