Now THAT is a great story!Oh, wow, once again another musician death makes me feel old. RIP, Dick Dale.
I have a great Dick Dale story. I spent summers in a private community that had an unassuming 9 hole golf course. Most everyone except the locals avoided it because it didn't have the other 9 holes. This was in Lake Tahoe, so the casinos on the south shore were only 15 minutes away. The owner of the course had agreements with the casinos that the "stars" could play at the private course and not get hassled. We're talking Sammy Davis Jr., the Carpenters, 5th Dimension, Lawrence Welk, Rich Little, Danny Thomas, Jack Benny, Andy Williams--you name it. They were all there.
My cousin and I were preteens in the mid 60s when these stars were in their prime, and she was on it. The two of us would hang out in the woods and at the tees, just waiting for somebody famous to come by. (There are other stories besides this one!)
One day, we sat on a bench at one of the tees, and Jack Benny came by with Dick Dale and his young son, who sat down on the bench next to us. Benny and Dale walked up, and Benny came over to us and said, "Hi kids!"
We then asked for his autograph, and he said, "Sure, but this gentleman right here is Dick Dale, and he's the guy who's autograph you should be asking for."
We had no idea who Dick Dale was (he was opening for Jack Benny) so we said OK, we'll get your autograph, too. Both Benny and Dale were funny, engaging and nice as could be. Meantime, the little kid was sitting with us kind of quiet as Benny and Dale teed up.
Dale hit his shot first, and it landed smack dab in the middle of the fairway. Benny followed and his shot went into the trees.
So, Jack Benny, in his inimitable fashion, clasped his one hand under his elbow, and put his other up to his cheek, fingers tapping, staring at the little boy, with my cousin and me looking wide eyed. Dale tried his best to hold back his laughter, and the little boy was petrified.
Jack Benny walks up to the three of us on the bench, and tapping away at his cheek, says to the boy, "Is that your father?"
The boy nods in fear. And Benny says, "Well then I'm gonna punch you right in the nose!"
All of us howl in laughter, including the little boy!
Then, they packed up their clubs and walked off. Both Benny and Dale said, "Thanks, kids, it's been fun meeting you!"
We got the autographs on the golf club score cards. I have them somewhere, but who knows where, dang it.
The Dentures? Is that the tooth? Great name. Nice pic and kit.
Wow that is really cool.