I never had any real aptitude for playing but years later, when our son showed an aptitude for music, he encouraged it and helped foster it. It was no surprise to anyone when Q majored in music in college. The last 21 years of my working life were behind a desk and behind a stage in a university music program. It seemed like the normal ending place for me.
Sadly, music unraveled in my life as the family grew up and went in different directions. Our circle of friends didn't celebrate music as my father did. From time to time we would enjoy a group playing at a local cafe on a summer night but I found I didn't really connect with much of what I heard. And if I didn't connect with it, I'm sure it was an exercise in love and patience for my pirate because he definitely didn't. But suddenly I find it all changing. There is a bit of a music scene in C'ville.
I was walked home by two new friends and was ready for more. The local radio station plays a lot of old school country music and, most unexpectedly, I'm loving it. I hear there is music at Little Pizza Heaven on some weekends and it's guaranteed accoustic, no amps and no drums. In fact, the next date is October 28th. Shout out to Mike and Jean. That will make my pirate very happy. And best of all, music has wound its way back into my life again. My dad is no doubt very happily listening in and tapping a toe.