Sunday was a hoot. It started off with a lighthearted Sunday School, wherein the teacher lost control with an icebreaker: what one thing would your spouse or friends say about you .... I went with, "amazing", since all of my children have said that of me when I gave them what they wanted. Of course, others, including the teacher have in the past also said that of me with a quizzical look in their eyes. The class went downhill from there with the others in the class giving their answers and then explanations. I think what should have been a 5 minute exercise - pretty much consumed the class - as there was so much laughter!
Then the Moog lady was back! Only with a smaller machine this time which I really wanted to get my hands on! She brought her husband, whom is a Spanish guitarist. Wow, I almost applauded! How un-Baptist of me! Heavens the hinges may have cracked on those massive doors! As I watched them play, I think I have them figured out. He an Air Force officer, assigned to Okinawa probably in the late 1940's or very early 1950's. She very much Okinawan. That would work for her being in on the early movement for the Moog and account for both their ages. That early Moog has to represent a large amount of money in its day ....
As I finish off this week's postings, since Saturday was posted two weeks ago, I am still recovering from my heart surgery, from my last act of Klutz and a severe reaction to my statin drug.
If all goes as expected I am at the Seattle Art Museum, avoiding the crowds .....
Hope you are home and not shopping today!
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