My girlfriend was in Nashville with me from June 26 to July 5. After a fantastic week of shows (Opry, Tootsie's and gobs of other clubs in and around here) she went home knowing I'll be there on August 12. I came in from a good morning run, turned on the news and started seeing what was happening in London. I remembered she told me her production company was doing a show in London soon and had to meet with the client in London when she got back home. Frantic, I tried to call her cell but no joy. I tried her home unsuccessfully. I finally managed to reach her by calling her office in Portsmouth. She and her coworkers were still in Portsmouth which really made me feel great for a moment. But then I really felt bad for the victims of this murderous rampage. I told her my plans weren't changing for the trip and she replied without hesitation, "You bet your @#$ you won't! I'm not going to give up anything to their kind!" That was definitely good to hear.