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Lynn August: my story
I could see until I was a little over four years old which gave my grandmother just enough time to teach me colors. She would use little plastic spoons and hold them up to the light and tell me the color she would use a red, yellow, and blue. After learning these three colors she would take the red and yellow and put them together to create the color orange. The blue and red would create the color purple where the yellow and blue would create the color green. Learning all my basic colors including black-and-white I was able to identify different shades of colors by looking at large objects like automobiles.
I loved to go to the automobile showrooms with my father in September of each year where they had something called the unveiling of the new cars.
I loved the cars of the 40s, 50s and 60s which cars are still my love today.
I have an extensive collection of die cast model cars .
Since I'm able to feel the model cars and thanks to my grandmother teaching me colors I am able to visualize what these cars looked like.
I had such a passion for antique cars that one of my cousin gave me a pristine 1958 Cadillac which I treasured.
I named the car the Creole cruiser.
A couple years later landing a 2 record deal with blacktop records I named one of my CD's the Creole cruiser. The cover picture featured me playing my accordion standing before my 1958 pink Cadillac.
One of the highlights of my life was at two o'clock in the morning my wife Pat and I took my Cadillac to Cajun field and I was able to drive my car.
Shortly after I lost my site completely I was about five years old my parents were determined to find something that I could do.
One of the ways for the Catholic Church to raise funds they would give Saturday night dances.
One Saturday night there was a well-known New Orleans-based musician by the name of guitar Slim that was performing at the Saturday night church function which my parents attended. What caught their attention was he had a blind piano player by the name of RC Robinson.
I could see until I was a little over four years old which gave my grandmother just enough time to teach me colors. She would use little plastic spoons and hold them up to the light and tell me the color she would use a red, yellow, and blue. After learning these three colors she would take the red and yellow and put them together to create the color orange. The blue and red would create the color purple where the yellow and blue would create the color green. Learning all my basic colors including black-and-white I was able to identify different shades of colors by looking at large objects like automobiles.
I loved to go to the automobile showrooms with my father in September of each year where they had something called the unveiling of the new cars.
I loved the cars of the 40s, 50s and 60s which cars are still my love today.
I have an extensive collection of die cast model cars .
Since I'm able to feel the model cars and thanks to my grandmother teaching me colors I am able to visualize what these cars looked like.
I had such a passion for antique cars that one of my cousin gave me a pristine 1958 Cadillac which I treasured.
I named the car the Creole cruiser.
A couple years later landing a 2 record deal with blacktop records I named one of my CD's the Creole cruiser. The cover picture featured me playing my accordion standing before my 1958 pink Cadillac.
One of the highlights of my life was at two o'clock in the morning my wife Pat and I took my Cadillac to Cajun field and I was able to drive my car.
Shortly after I lost my site completely I was about five years old my parents were determined to find something that I could do.
One of the ways for the Catholic Church to raise funds they would give Saturday night dances.
One Saturday night there was a well-known New Orleans-based musician by the name of guitar Slim that was performing at the Saturday night church function which my parents attended. What caught their attention was he had a blind piano player by the name of RC Robinson.
Lynn August San Francisco Blues Festival Fort Mason Park San Francisco CA September 1992
