One of t he joys of spending so much time climbing in The Rocky Mountain National Park, was stopping at Village Inn in Boulder, Colorado about 2 AM. for a bathroom break and coffee. Well then there was the atmosphere and all of the odd people gathered at that hour! One of them was Carlos Santana (and I believe his brother as well. I just remember Carlos, as I ran into him often through 1978.
Yeah, in 1978, I witnessed to him about my faith and why.
He was polite and I had hope he would make peace with his Creator,
But, alas, the call of Eastern Mysticism was stronger!
So, personally sad ...
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