Was outside moving snow when BP stopped over. He lives down the road some that way, waves hand. Told him, let’s go in for a coffee, it’s a little windy out here.
Said his wife of 40 some years told him to bring me some music knowing I like music (I do have limits). Thinking she does to. BP, where you learn the guitar?. ” “I picked it up while in the Army”. I didn’t say anything, was probably thinking the same thing his wifey had thought.
“somethings shouldn’t be picked up”.
I just looked at him… ” well, you going to play it”, hairy eyeball to hairy eyeball. Well it is Christmas time, and I don’t see you often, ok, I’ll play it.
” There are 27 songs on there for you, Merry Christmas Chance” Thanks BP, thank you much. Him being Swede, I should engage some Nordic lingo.
Repay laughter with more laughter.
Be your friend’s true friend
Return gift with gift
BP, here, take it this, it’s Buffalo trail balogna, smoked
Chance!, you’re the greatest
I know I know
Off he went, I needed some music to cleanse my ears from BP’s offering of friendship
Footnote of sorts
I probably would have made a good Viking, the Berserker type, wasn’t in the cards
the Marine Corps has had a few Berserkers