Several have mentioned Rex L. Camino’s Waylon Jennings sighting story (or something…I didn’t hear it but it musta been good) Amazingly, Blogger is letting me put my Waymore picture up.

Obviously, this was the day I became Mrs. Smiff in 1989. Waylon didn’t come to the actual ceremony but he and Jessi came for the reception. (I think Jessi told my mother in law that Waylon “didn’t behave” in church).

I had a couple other Waylon run-ins. One, when I was about 5 at the Jimmie Rodgers Festival in Meridian, Mississippi. The Outlaw thing was pretty big then, but, it didn’t phase me. I wanted to go back to the motel to swim in the Holiday Inn pool. The other was in ’97 when my mother in law had a heart attack and was in the hospital. It was absolutely nuts. Here, she’d had this heart attack. People were coming in and out to see her like crazy and silly me, thought she needed to chill and rest. She’d only had a heart attack, but, that’s just me. Call me crazy.

On that Sunday, another group of people had just left and here I was, Ms. Non-Confrontation, Non-Take Charge person trying to keep things calm. Then, the phone rings. I yanked it up and said “Hello?” Yeah, boy…anybody trying to get to Hazel had to go through ME! This voice growled “Where’s Hazel?” “Who IS this?” the In Charge and In Control Daughter In Law demanded. “Ahhhh…this is Waylon.” Oh shit. “Here” and I handed Hazel the phone.

Funny thing, when Waylon and Jessi showed up at Maryland Farms for the wedding reception, all the crazy, starstruck relatives and this Japanese couple somebody let in (Who the hell where they anyway?) MOBBED him. Waylon probably behaved just fine in church. It’s the other people who didn’t when he was around and that’s why they didn’t come to the church. I thought that was kinda big of them. Waylon had such a big, charismatic presence and not because he was high on himself, but, out of respect for Mr. Smiff and me, they tried to quietly come in the reception to wish us well. That meant a lot then and it does now.

I still have the baking dishes with the gold trim they gave us and everytime I use them, cause I’m corny that way, I think of Waylon and Jessi.

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