[Mahler9th]

1960's. Small Sears transistor radio.

I was living in an "inner city" environment. Elementary school age.

Tears of a Clown became my favorite song for a while, then more, more, more Motown.

My cousins were living only a few miles away.

Four boys in that family.

Two highly interested in music.

One became a pro musician. He still is a pro musician.

Last summer Smokey joined a family Zoom call to wish his mom a happy 90th.

About 15 minutes before they went on stage (my cousin included).

I appreciate his kindness, especially to my family members back stage.

I appreciate the art he has shared with us.

Also appreciate the kindness of his colleagues-- those on stage and off.

And I appreciate my cousin who followed his dream.