Harmonica Tales

One of my fondestest memories of a year in Cleveland is playing the

harmonica with falon Aaron and Adam while driving to kirtland. We were

going to a church mtg so we had white shirts...3 harmonicas blaring

with the windows down going 70 mph on the freeway. It happened to

catch the eye of a couple girls driving a land cruiser in the lane

next to us and we began a screaming conversation muffeled by the wind.

We successfully convinced them that we were a traveling harmonica band

from Washington state (where falons vehicle is registered) and invited

them to our show.

 

Aside from that, I can't count the number of smiles we've gotten from

other drivers as they enjoy the music stopped at a light with the

windows down.

 

It feels great to be back in Cleveland if only for a week at a work

training.

Done