It’s Tuesday, It Must Be Rocky Mount

Three Classes a day for three days can only mean Rocky Mount. In January Mark, the great General manger at Benvenue Country Club booked me for these three days. He did an exceptional job filling the classes and asked to go from two classes a day to three thanks to the enthusiasm. How could I say no?

I drove in this morning and taught all three classes, that last one of Beginners which included four men in the class. Their wives all play and want their husbands to play too. I’m not sure it was their idea to come to class, but they did well and endured all my jokes about “racks,” Mah Jongg racks of course.

Thankfully the dear Catherine Combs is hosting me. She is how I got to Rocky Mount in the first place and she does a wonderful job of taking care of me in and out of class. I am not the best guest as I pulled into her house at 9:45 and promptly have gone up to the guest room where I am writing this blog and am going to pass out. Nine hours of teaching and and hour and a half of driving is enough for one day.

I can not complain because the students are delightful, the club bends over backwards to make sure everything goes well and Catherine looks out for me. All I have to do is stand up and teach.