He liked the music...

I was in the grocery, buying strawberries. A young Hispanic man checked me out. He said, "I like the way you play the bass."

I said, "Thanks."

He asked me how long I had been playing and since I don't really have a start date for the bass in my head, I told him I began on tuba at age 12. I figured since he saw me playing bass he also saw my wife playing guitar. I told him she started when she was 10.

He said, "I asked Father Bill if you had a cd out or anything, I would buy it, I really like your music, but he said no."

I told him we made a recording when we had a children's choir. It was on cassette, which was the medium of choice of the time in 1996 when recorded and we sold it as a fund raiser for the building committee. I did not tell him I still had 100 of them in a closet at home. I guess I should have, I have it on my computer and every now and then I burn a cd for someone. The tunes have held up pretty well. The youngest kids on that tape are going on 19 and the oldest are 24-25.

He said, "Well you should put out another."

We finished our transaction and wished each other a good day. I left the store with a good feeling. Not all young people like to hear music by a guy that has white in his mustache. I know it is not really me doing it, it's the message, I'm just a vessel.