Nov 12

The Band Played On

A big part of the way Don and I lived life fully was live music. Don and I didn’t have television in our lives. It was a choice we made together. We never missed it. Not having a television encouraged us to go and see, listen, visit, participate, engage, learn, and do things that we wound not have been inspired to do if we had a television.

Live music usually meant folk music, sometimes classical, sometimes gospel, occasionally country or pop but more often than anything else we could be found listening to a folk singer or duo, or more if the spirit led, while drinking hot coffee or tea. It is the music that we listened to as we fell in love and it is now the music that brings back floods of memories.

I went to our favorite coffee house the other night, Caffe’ Lena, in Saratoga Springs, NY. The musicians were Scottish, just like Don was, as he told me one night not long ago when listening to another folk singer from Scotland.

Sometimes memories can make me smile and sometimes the tears are good tears. The other night was one of those nights. Thank you my friend for joining me for a night out on the town even when we are home by ten pm it was a good night.

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    • Frank M. D'Ambrosio on November 12, 2014 at 11:38 pm
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    Beautiful story. Evalyn and I loved live music also and tried to catch concerts from time to time in various venues. (We actually once went to a coffee shop in Albany at the corner of South Lake Avenue and Western Avenue. Tricia Stott was the featured singer, and she was great.) We probably should have followed your lead and not allowed television once our children were grown and out of the choice. We used to have 2 televisions in the house (and now I have 3 televisions), but there is very little worth watching even with Cable television.

    Always cherish your memories, my friend. They will sustain you, even when they make you cry because at those times you will be glad and grateful you had those times at all.

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