August 15, The Monkees (photo above) were playing in Waterloo, Nebraska 30 miles west of
the base. At the time I was an emerging fan of theirs, and I received a lot of flak from work because of it. It was their 20-year reunion tour, and their second time in the Omaha area in two months. They'd played Omaha on June 14, but I was on my Honor Guard trip and missed them, which made me very upset. I channeled my rage into cycling, and then I prayed that somehow they would come back. A week later, it was announced they'd play again! I was determined to see them at all costs, and since I had no driver's license, I wanted to ride
my bicycle there;however, I'd been having a series of flat tires, (I had two that day) and didn't know why
(I was new to serious cycling), and I didn't think I'd make it. So I made a deal with