So Long, Steve Litz

Normally a victory at Bank of America Stadium requires a victory beverage at the Gin Mill, but this is Steve Litz's last week here in Charlotte, USA and his going away party began shortly after kickoff. I've been watching Steve on WSOC since high school. He's great to work with out in the field because he works hard, yet he's cool at the same time. He doesn't take himself too seriously, and he's a fine reporter. He rarely gets beat on a story. Steve's heading home to Miami to be with his family. He's been trying for years to get back home so he finally decided to take the plunge. Charlotte will literally never be the same. The party was at our old friend Jon and Laura Moore's house. They are a freakishly cool couple who can party like nobody else I've ever seen. Every party at their house normally includes multiple kegs, tons of folks, and normally boobs, too. Folks from every media outlet made it out to this bash, even one local public information officer. Weird, yet cool.
Mark Smith(thanks for all of these pics, Mark) and I decided to give an impromptu concert out back consisting of him on the congas and me on the guitar. We played for a few minutes and I went inside to return the guitar to it's proper place. That's when Jon said, 'Adam. Get the guitar back out, Mark's asked me to get his drum stands. It's about to get serious!' About that time, Tim Baier noticed an instrument case on a coffee table. He opened it up and damn if it wasn't a jazz flute. Being an avid Ron Burgundy fan, Tim shoved it up his shirt sleeve, whipped it out and started playing. In the picture, it looks like he knows what he's doing. However, not a sound was coming out of that jazz flute. Good thing Charlotte's favorite television news anchor Mercer Merrill was!
Mercer grabbed a hold of it and started playing. Then, she started playing the jazz flute very well!!!! So, we had Mark on the congas, Mercer on jazz flute, Jon playing harmonica, The Lady on tambourine, Tim on a freakin' cowbell, and me on guitar. We played an impromptu Steve Litz song for several minutes. Mentioned was every WSOC anchor in the last twenty years, jabs at Steve's jewish heritage, and perhaps even a mention of Steve's favorite bar at the corner of Tryon St. and Morehead. The whole scene was one of the damnedest things I've ever seen, and I'm proud to have been a part of it.

Especially Tim Baier on the jazz flute.