Nevermind arriving at the Great Lawn four hours before show time; nevermind the satisfaction of having a free ticket; nevermind the chatting and games to pass the time; nevermind the beautiful scenery of Central Park and Belvedere Castle; nevermind the "historical" significance of the New Jersey-born Bon Jovi playing the final shows of his tour in NYC; nevermind that I think Bon Jovi is way cuter now than in the 80s; nevermind that my zip-out-blanket was AGAIN the star of every picnic it goes to.
What I will remember most about the concert was the little boy next to us who knew every lyric to every song and had dance moves to match (the full-arm-circle air guitar was voted favorite).
And, if you're like me and haven't listened to Bon Jovi since the summer of '88 with a little Walkman on your neighbor's front porch, get out those old tapes, crank up the volume, close your eyes, and go back in time.
Richie Sambora and John Bon Jovi singing either "You Give Love a Bad Name" or "Blaze of Glory" or "I'll Be There for You" - who knows, they played all the old goodies!
Bon Jovi donned an array of shirts during the concert - different colors but all the same chest-bearing style.
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