The
other day we were trading acupressure, taking care of each other, the way we've
always done, from trading scratching backs as kids , to practicing the craft of
his inimitable invention ,all these years, and while we were doing it, we began
singing Elton John's Goodbye Yellow Brick Road , although I couldn't
remember the name of it, and of course being a musician, he remembered the
words far better , but we could howl and we could screech when we got to the
high notes, and we could laugh hysterically , he in his 50s and me almost mid
60s, making a hell of a lot of noise, and then laughing, and then doing it all
over again.
Though, years ago, we rented a suite together, in the Fitzwilly building in downtown Northampton , and sometimes when I would be working on somebody who was having a terrible time, he'd be in there in the next office, singing jingle's, and TV show theme songs, with his clients sing-along, laughing, and I would slip out of my office, go, and gently rap on his door, so he would peek around, looking sheepish, and I would just ask with a grin if he could quiet down just for a little while.
Though, years ago, we rented a suite together, in the Fitzwilly building in downtown Northampton , and sometimes when I would be working on somebody who was having a terrible time, he'd be in there in the next office, singing jingle's, and TV show theme songs, with his clients sing-along, laughing, and I would slip out of my office, go, and gently rap on his door, so he would peek around, looking sheepish, and I would just ask with a grin if he could quiet down just for a little while.
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