THE CROWD BOOED: “WE WANT LEW!” BUT THREE MINUTES LATER, THEY WERE ON THEIR FEET. On the first night Jimmy Fortune replaced Lew DeWitt, the audience refused to accept it. They demanded the original lineup. Jimmy stood on center stage, sweat pouring down his face like rain. The remaining members gave him a nod of encouragement. Jimmy closed his eyes and unleashed a crystal-clear, soaring tenor voice that pierced right through the wall of doubt. As he nailed the final high note of “Elizabeth,” the terrifying silence shattered into a thunderous standing ovation. Jimmy hadn’t tried to become Lew; he had finally become himself.
Imagine stepping into the shoes of a legend. Now imagine doing it in front of 5,000 people who don’t want…