Hi, James!  Recently you wrote in a message to Ardith Hinton:

JB>  When I said "Meet you at the coda," scant few would know
JB>  what I was talking about. That was my cue to leave.


          Ah... very good!  Dallas & I exchange certain non-verbal
signals when one of us has decided it's about time to leave some social
gathering.  And Nora often finds the sign language abbreviation for
"toilet" useful, as do we.  :-))



AH>  A.  No one cries when you chop up an accordion.

JB>  ... Or a bagpipe?


          Well, says the clarinet player with a dictionary in her purse,
let me tell you about bagpipes!  There are several varieties... but the
bagpipes which are probably most familiar to most people are the Scottish
war pipes.  They can sound great from half a mile or so away.  While they
are inspiring to some they do strike fear into the hearts of others,
especially in close proximity.

          I've heard it said that the Irish people gave the Scottish people
the bagpipes as a joke, and as yet the latter haven't figured out the
joke....  ;-)



JB>  Say, how do you know when a drummer is knocking at
JB>  your door?

JB>  The tempo changes.


          Arghh!  Time for a Mommy Brag.  Our daughter recently went to a
party for adults with disabilities & won a prize for dancing the night
away.  This is quite an accomplishment, considering she was completely
paralyzed on one side a few years ago, and I'm glad somebody noticed.  But
what really blew my mind was the reaction from a person I've known for
awhile whose brother has disabilities in common with Nora's.  She said she
was impressed with how well Nora kept time to the music.  That hasn't
always been the case, because her body and her brain don't necessarily
operate in sync.  It seems our efforts have paid off....  :-)




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