
I bought Wynonna's Christmas CD the other night and remembered that my brother Chuck had a Judd story. Here's the story:
I was working at a hotel in Amarillo, Texas in the late 80's. I brought them room service and they had photos of themselves up on the nightstand and mother and daughter were in their nightgowns. I was minding my own business in their room setting up the table and the mother asked me if I knew who they were and I said, "I have no clue." Then the daughter asked where I was from and when I replied LA, she said, "That's why you don't know us."