Friday, May 4, 2012

Questions

Walking downtown this morning, I passed the home of a good acquaintance, someone I have known since high school. He was doing yard work; I waved as I approached.

Rex straightened up as I came even to his house and, pointing at me, announced loudly, "I wonder how many people in Delaware know you were a majorette in high school?"

I didn't miss a beat in replying.

"None, including me, because I wasn't."

Zora Neale Hurston wrote "there are years that ask questions and years that answer them."

Yeah, and sometimes the questions that get asked are so goofy you don't need a minute, let alone a year, for the answer to appear. 

My sousaphone and I, 1974



1 comment:

Terri said...

I love this photo of you! And would love to have heard you play a solo!