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Jubilee

    Hey, everyone. The other night I watched a video clip on the internet of the Queen's Jubilee Concert from London. I got a real kick out of seeing Tom Jones. Back in the day, he had his own TV show and the women swooned at his feet. He is probably 65 or so now but looked slim and fit. Man, his voice sounded deep and rich. He performed the old song by Three Dog Night called Mama Told Me Not To Come and it was great.
    Elton John was there and did one of my old favorites entitled Your Song. Elton's voice seems to have gotten a little deeper with age but it was still good and strong.
     Of course, Sir Paul was there and I always enjoy his stuff. He finished with the James Bond theme for Live and Let Die, complete with fireworks. I sat and watched, thinking that I would have loved to have been there. I get a lot of readers from Great Britain and doubtless, some of you who are reading this were there. Lucky you.
    I do want to say that I wish the Queen well. I also want to wish her husband a swift recovery.
    By the way, I read that Ray Bradbury died. He was a pioneer in this sci-fi game and he will be missed. Several famous folks have passed away lately.
     I'm looking forward to the rest of the French Open. What a brutal test of stamina, playing on that red clay. Federer and Novak Djokovic barely survived, now they must battle each other tomorrow. Will it be a classic? I expect so. The elegant game of Federer versus the power and tenacity of Novak.
    Duty calls and I must work a bit. So I bid you a good evening from the author's green retreat.
    I'm CE Wills.

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