In October of 1989, 2 days after I saw the Rolling Stones in L.A., I saw Stevie Ray Vaughan at the Arizona State Fair, the fourth and final time I would see him in concert. After the show, I hung out behind the stadium with about, maybe 30 other people, hoping to maybe wave and give a thumbs up as he left in his limo or whatever. After about an hour, most people had given up and the crowd thinned to about 10 of us, tops. A security guard came out and asked us "So you guys hanging out for autographs and shit?" Well, yeah... So he goes "Well let me see if he feels like coming out" Sure enough, he came out, signed autographs, posed for pictures, etc. All I had for him to sign was a dollar bill. So, I stuck it out for him to sign and he just kinda looked at me for a second. I told him "that's all I've got for you to sign". And sign he did. I asked him a coupla questions about the album he and his brother Jimmie were planning on doing ("Family Style") and then contently watched him graciously grant each fan request. Then he was gone.
