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Carol Perkins: Travelling with Mac, a longtime hero

Things just happen when Carol Perkins travels: She's six pounds over the luggage limit. Then she spotted "Mac" and became his new best friend, comfortable enough to ask him, "How's Jimmy?" with confident familiarity. Only music fans like Carol will know just who this "Mac" and this "Jimmy" could be.Click on headline for complete story, with answers - CAROL PERKINS
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By Carol Perkins

The yearly gathering of ladies for our annual vacation began March 27th as seven of us loaded two vehicles and headed for the airport in Nashville. We each had a list of what to bring (as you read) and in addition to all of those necessities, several of us brought the kitchen sink.

"You are way over the 50 pound limit," Guy quirked as he lifted my luggage off the bed and dragged it to the bathroom scales. "I can't be," I insisted.


According to our scales I was two pounds over, so I took out a couple of pairs of shoes and stuck them into my carryon. I hate a carryon but I have to protect my C-PAP machine from the toss and pitching that goes on from terminal to plane.

The last time I took a chance, I spent the entire vacation without my machine and had to replace it when I returned.

Sure enough. Once we parked at the Flight Park and the shuttle let us off at Southwest in front of the terminal to check in, I was six pounds over the limit. Connie had a smaller suitcase, so she opened hers and I started stuffing. I also stuffed things into Freeda's bag, another lady on the trip. I didn't realize that Judy was at another check-in pulling out two pounds and finding a home for them, too.

We were able to skip through security because we had been marked TSB or TBS...not sure what that means but we were given special privileges and didn't have to take off our shoes.

Once we found our gate and settled in for the wait, Judy looked across the area to where I was sitting on the other side and gave me a head motion to look behind her. There were three or four men standing to the side to which she kept nodding until her glasses shook off. Still not understanding, she mouthed, "Is that Mac?" For a minute I gave her the dumb look and then realized that she meant THE Mac. Mac MacAnally. I mouthed back, "Yes, I think so...go ask." I pointed to him.

She jumped up and the next thing I knew they were shaking hands. From afar, I took a sidelong picture of him that was so far away only a true fan would know. Then I sent the picture to Jon and Carla with a "Guess who?" Immediate response: Carla: "OMYGOSH, that's Buffett's guitarist." Then Jon, "Mac Anally, how cool."

Judy was proud of herself, but later she would be totally bent out of shape. We were in "B" group for boarding and Freeda was the first one on the plane and then I followed. As I looked for her, there she stood, waiting for me, in the seat with Mac MacAnally! Mac, Freeda, and I. Judy was going to die.

I leaned across Freeda from the window seat, "I'm not going to bother you but I want you to know that I think you are terrific and my friend who came up to you and I have been to dozens of concerts." He was very kind as most are when someone is drooling over them.

Judy then spotted the three of us as she lugged her bags down the aisle. She stopped, put her hands on her hip, leaned over him and announced, "I guess you know I'm ticked off at you two." By then all attention was drawn to Mac and to us.

In route we talked a little. "How's Jimmy?" I asked as if we were old friends. He told about upcoming events and his own family and how he didn't play with Buffett until his children were grown. By the time we landed Judy was steaming and I had a new best friend!

For those who may not follow Jimmy Buffett or keep up with famous musicians, Mac MacAnally may mean nothing to you, but this may shed some light. He has won seven consecutive CMA Musician of the Year Awards. He is also known for his songwriting and wrote the chart burning Alabama song, "Old Flame." (Google or more information).

Before getting to our first stop, Judy, Freeda, and I had already made memories that the others didn't appreciate as much as we did, not following Mac and Jimmy all these years. There were more memories to come on this weeklong cruise to somewhere in the Caribbean.


Carol Perkins, the writer of this popular CM Column, is an author, owner and operator of Main Street Screenprinting, 601 S. Main Street, Edmonton, KY, Phones 270-432-3152 and 270-670-4913 and is co-host of Susan (Susan Shirley Chambers) & Carol (Carol Sullivan Perkins) on 99.1 The Hoss, regularly live at 10amCT, each Tuesday.


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