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In the fall of 1966 I was a private in the armyNineteen years of age and on a plane to OklahomaI was kind of shy back then, my face was buried in a bookBut still that day I noticed something in the corner of my eyeA passenger was walking down the aisle of the airplaneHe had some kind of instrument, and so did several moreImagine my surprise when I recognized the leaderNone other than the legend, Louis ArmstrongOnce the plane was cruising Mr. Armstrong stood and walked aroundJust chatting with the passengers as easy as you pleaseHe caught sight of my uniform and stopped and asked me for my nameAnd asked where I was going that "fine day"This was by far the closest I had ever been to any starThough spellbound still I mumbled something, nervous as could be"I'm Private Redman, going for some training, Mr. Armstrong"He smiled at me, and said that he was going to New OrleansTwo weeks went by, I found myself in Phoenix at the airportMy orders had been changed and I was flying once againI was riding up an escalator to the second levelWhen I heard a raspy voice call out my name"How are you, Mr. Redman, and tell me, how's your training?"Letras de cancionesAnd there was Louis Armstrong with that big and beautiful smileStuck out his hand for me to shake, I fumbled for a piece of paperAsked him for his autograph, we chatted for a whileI noticed that while we were speaking no one else came close to usIt was just as if this special moment was divinely mineI'm still amazed he remembered my nameI've always tried to do the sameSince meeting Louis Armstrong those two times"How are you Mr. Redman, and how was your training?""I'm quite well, Mr. Armstrong, how was your concert in New Orleans." From Letras Mania