The Soundtracks of Our Days
I have particularly enjoyed my current time in Boston. It is always grand to spend some time with my still active father and my more-beautiful-than-ever mother; They are both wonderfully delightful people and a joy to be around. I am very lucky to have them as parents.
One of the greatest gifts they ever gave me was to encourage a sense of wonder and a drive to discover and learn things for myself. I suppose that accounts for my interest in books, music, travel and the wonderfully complex world of gourmet coffee. The fact is that I become so absorbed in the books that I read, the music that I hear, the places where I travel, and the coffee that I drink, that I sometimes actually feel that I am a participant in the ongoing stories and ideas that unfold before me.
This definitely true in terms of music. When I listen to U2, well, the band is with me in body as well as spirit. When I hear Beethoven it is almost like Ludwig himself is sitting with me, describing his hearing difficulty and telling how he has learned to work around that. When I pop in a Benny Goodman or Stan Kenton CD I am a part of the band.
Thus it is with my "old buddy", Huddie Ledbetter. I recently spoke of traveling through the Flint Hills with Huddie and I described some things he said and did. Of course, as you all know, Huddie was only with me in spirit. But he WAS with me in that sense. I loaded my iPod with Leadbelly music and listened to it through the car stereo and headphones, to the point where I actually felt that if I looked around he would be there. In fact, I did identify one of my wind farm photos as Huddie's; I do like to think that he would have been a good photographer because he had a great mind for detail. Oh, yeah, and the matter of Leadbelly's love of fresh French fries: don't ever offer them to me with the naive idea that I might demur. If you pass a plate of fresh fries (ONLY fresh - never frozen) to me, you'd better protect your hand because I Will be all over those potatoes!!!!
I am about to leave Boston to travel back to Kansas for a week and then I will move west. I have no set itinerary, but I'm sure that I will head for Mexico. I just plan to visit a border town or so, not to travel inland. You can depend on one thing, wherever I go in Mexico - or any other foreign land - or the United States for that matter - you will never find me in a destination that caters mostly to tourists. If that happens, I'm surely not there for the reasons others are there.
I think I may stop off in Raytown, just to say hello some friends and perhaps see how Raytown Central Business District is coming along.
Cheers!
M. Benetti
One of the greatest gifts they ever gave me was to encourage a sense of wonder and a drive to discover and learn things for myself. I suppose that accounts for my interest in books, music, travel and the wonderfully complex world of gourmet coffee. The fact is that I become so absorbed in the books that I read, the music that I hear, the places where I travel, and the coffee that I drink, that I sometimes actually feel that I am a participant in the ongoing stories and ideas that unfold before me.
This definitely true in terms of music. When I listen to U2, well, the band is with me in body as well as spirit. When I hear Beethoven it is almost like Ludwig himself is sitting with me, describing his hearing difficulty and telling how he has learned to work around that. When I pop in a Benny Goodman or Stan Kenton CD I am a part of the band.
Thus it is with my "old buddy", Huddie Ledbetter. I recently spoke of traveling through the Flint Hills with Huddie and I described some things he said and did. Of course, as you all know, Huddie was only with me in spirit. But he WAS with me in that sense. I loaded my iPod with Leadbelly music and listened to it through the car stereo and headphones, to the point where I actually felt that if I looked around he would be there. In fact, I did identify one of my wind farm photos as Huddie's; I do like to think that he would have been a good photographer because he had a great mind for detail. Oh, yeah, and the matter of Leadbelly's love of fresh French fries: don't ever offer them to me with the naive idea that I might demur. If you pass a plate of fresh fries (ONLY fresh - never frozen) to me, you'd better protect your hand because I Will be all over those potatoes!!!!
I am about to leave Boston to travel back to Kansas for a week and then I will move west. I have no set itinerary, but I'm sure that I will head for Mexico. I just plan to visit a border town or so, not to travel inland. You can depend on one thing, wherever I go in Mexico - or any other foreign land - or the United States for that matter - you will never find me in a destination that caters mostly to tourists. If that happens, I'm surely not there for the reasons others are there.
I think I may stop off in Raytown, just to say hello some friends and perhaps see how Raytown Central Business District is coming along.
Cheers!
M. Benetti
2 Comments:
Woohoo! Rss greatness! I'll be reading now.
You should stop by the other places in Raytown when you come down and introduce yourself to the local businesses.
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