Yesterday I accompanied my dad down to his friend's house in Eugene. His birthday is tomorrow. He arranged to have a band come and play in his living room - the oldest of them are graduating high school this year, and I think the fiddle player said he was in 8th grade - they were really good especially for being so young I think. Then many guitars were brought out and everybody jammed for awhile. I sat in the corner and crocheted and sang when the mood struck me, and then when the majority of the guests went home and there was some floor space I played with the kids.
Oops. Forgot to post this last night. :D