My mother and I moved to Savannah in the late 70's. Shortly after family visited and we wanted a nice evening out. We had heard of HANNAH'S in City Market. Being that I am in a wheelchair, I called first to inquire about accessibility. Once we arrived, the Maitre' D met us outside with, "Miss Marsha we have your table waiting for you." He then escorted us to a table at the very front. (Did Ben have anything to do with this???) My family was so impressed! Not just with the service, but also with Ben's talent and friendliness.
A few years later, after HANNAH'S moved upstairs at the Pirate's House, I again called for reservations. I spoke with Ben and he assured me that access was not a problem. (From that I assumed there was an elevator inside.) He told me the time I was to arrive. Once we were there he had 2 waiters at the foot of the stairs waiting to carry me up the flight of steps! Again, a table in front and he talked to me all evening between songs. Because I was wearing a red pantsuit that evening, he played 'The Lady in Red' for me.
The last time I saw Ben was a year ago on Christmas Day. Again, visiting family and I made reservations to have brunch at the Westin so we could hear Ben play. The Westin seated me/us in a room adjoining the main dining area. Unfortunately, my family and I could not hear any of the music. During a break, Ben found me. We visited and had a lengthy conversation. He apologized (It wasn't his fault!) for the seating arrangement and assured me the next time I would be able to hear the music. Unfortunately, I never made it back in time.
I was a 'nobody' to Ben. And yet, on several occasions, he took the time and possessed the compassion to make me feel like a 'somebody.' I will so miss him.