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Show The Daily L'tah Chronicle. Openings Pagr Four America continued from page 3 always watching, waiting, tempting... "But I want to assure you all of one thing here tonight you will all go to hell unless you accept Jesus as your personal saviour." On those words a teenage gill in the first few rows rushed to the stage. Sobbing hysterically she reached over the greenery decorating the speakers platform trying to touch Jimmy's pantleg. Unsuccessful, she collapsed to the ground and lay there for five minutes as her whole body shook in the corner blasring endless strings of disco formula tunes. It w as in one such ty pical nightspot, the Poison Apple, in the classically typical town of Peoria, 111., that I met Stephanie, an ageless teenager who had, atypically, survived three generations of youthful excess. "To be honest," she said, while preparing a drink order behind the bar for a waitress impatiently standing nearby , "I think disco's a drag. But don't tell the boss I said that." she added quickly with a laugh that lit her eyes up to the Why? "Well, the '60s and early 70s were too The drugs and all. "I used to hang out with some of the big rock bands. Hung out w ith the Allman Brothers dow n in Georgia for a couple of years. I was kinda Dickey Betts' Allman Brothers guitarist old lady. she said with a wink. "They were crazy times. I really dug the South it's a beautiful place. But looking back on it. I did some pretty-foolisthings. "We used to party our butts off, y'know. And I mean parry. "Y'know. constantly snorting lines of cocaine as Iongs your arm. And then everybody got into shooting junk and crap like that. I'm probably lucky that I lived Duane Allman and Berry Oakley Allman Brothers bass guitarist color of the turquoise uhich liberally adorned her wrists, neck and ears. "It's kind of boring music, y'know?" Encouraged by my concurrence, she posed another t question: "How old do you think I am?" telltale Though her figure was fairly wrinkles peaked from beneath her makeup. "Twenty-four.- " 1 well-preserse- 'I've parried through three decades of rock 'n roll' I manner of epileptic convulsions. Those close juid little attention as the poweiful speaker onstage continued. In rapid-lirfashion Jimmy repeated his theme of Fndless resonses of "Amen" and "Praise the Iord" rang thioughout the tent. But shortly before Kentucky Ftied Chicken collection buckets were ussed out. Preachin Jimmy's tone changed noticeably. A beatific fac ial expression replaced the look of uhich had giipjied his features during bis "dev tl will get you" harangue a few minutesearlier. For the first time all evening, a positive note entered his message: "Brothers and sisters, even though sin is rampant in the world today, I must admit that I feel optimistic... I see a new. blighter day coming... "I fee I that out country will lead a Christian revolution which will unite the whole wot Id forever. ..And you, you heie tonight are pi oof that Jesus lives in America today. "I want you to low your heads and pray with me now. ..Pray for the c hildit n of the world to the light in the datkness that suiiounds them. ..Pray that Jesus v ill help them change the woild... "And I want you to thank God with all youi heatt...l hank Cod (or this beautiful eaith and the life he has given you. ..Thank Cod for America. ..And thank Cod that there is finally a Christian in the White House." As if rehearsed, the energetic iesjonse boomed fotth: "Praise the Ixid!" e -- 1977 didn't. "It was just a dead end street. lied. "Well anyway, like I said, that's why I like the social atmosphere of today better. It's just a lot healthier. "All we used to do was sit around and scramble our brains. Today, at least, kids've got enough energy to come out and dance and party, even if the music is terrible," she giggled. "Yeah. I think things are looking up," she added as an afterthought. "These are good times. " Hiere's no more war. All my friends have got jobs. And." she laughed, "we got us a good old southern boy in the White House, so you just know everything's gonna be all right." "Ha. I'm 36." she returned, obviously pleased with the idea that she looked a decade younger. "But I'm still a teenager at heart." she volunteered quickly. "Always will be. "I've ruined through three decades of rock 'n roll." Which one was her favorite? "Oh. the 'oOs." she replied. "As far as the music goes, that is " Noting my look of pujlement she expounded: "I liked the music ot the 'oOs a lot more than this bland disco ctap, y knots, the Beatles, the Stones. But as far as choosing an era itself. I like now better." W t o mm 1 I t i re" VT . 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