Too Little Time

In order to keep my brain engaged during this very weird time of my life I took a jazz theory course last fall and now I'm taking jazz arranging. I'm not that skilled at it yet but I can figure a few things out. I adapted a big band arrangement of the Henry Mancini song "Too Little Time" for Doug to play as an encore for his concerto performance with the Fairfax Concert Band.

Doug's beautiful trombone playing has probably saved our marriage on numerous occasions. I'm a total sucker for his playing and I can't live without it. I hope you enjoy it too.

Here's a link to a post that has a short clip of him playing it at the concert.

Love Springs Forth From the Ashes

One of the truly wonderful outcomes of our fire is that our roommate John got a life, so to speak, and then proceeded to meet the love of his life. And then he married her! John was the best roommate ever. He had lived with us since 1985 when we bought our house.

John was intelligent, witty, friendly, and very quiet. It was great having him there. He took care of the cats and the mail when we were on the road. He would even periodically raise his own rent! He had millions of books, magazines, CDs, and other things and nearly everything he owned was destroyed in the fire. But according to various sources, this experience caused him to enter a new phase where he suddenly felt free of the shackles of all of his possessions. He seemed to have a new lease on life and soon after that he began dating Stefanie. They got married today and will soon be taking a fabulous honeymoon in Hawaii.