Last night was the first fundraiser that I’ve attended in some time. Memories of rubber chicken, formal dress, and paddle raising came to mind. However, we were actually on the outside looking in. A barrier of red ribbon separated us from the VIP section, as we picnicked in comfortable clothing. We did have to listen to the boring speeches and pleas for dollars, but had the same view of the Venice Symphony orchestra and fireworks finale. They didn’t even give us a bidding paddle, only a foam light stick to keep beat to the music. 

Those inside the barrier were treated to a buffet dinner and encouraged to give their hard-earned dollars to support student scholarships at the State College of Florida, the host of this annual event. We apparently missed the first thirty-two and may not go back again next year. The show did not compare with Symphony on the Prairie, my wife’s favorite event back in Indianapolis. The pleading for money and long speeches took most of the fun out of the evening, as we painfully awaited the music and fireworks. Plus, hit songs from The Beatles, Katy Perry, Lionel Ritchie, Phil Collins, and Barry Manilow did not necessarily work for me when put to strings. It reminded me of a harpist at a fine dining establishment playing “Wasted Away in Margaritaville.” 

Nonetheless, we enjoyed each other’s company, drank lots of good wine, and dined much better than the VIPs. It was only a $25 dollar donation and close to home, despite any disappointment, so well worth our time on a Saturday night. Tonight, we’ll attend a free lawn event in our own neighborhood with the band Brigade, playing the hits of Heart. We have friends in town for the night. We’ll take the golf cart and enjoy another evening of wine and song.