With
a better understanding and in the spirit
of
getting along, I accept you for who you are.
What
I expect of you is to be you. And in
return
what you expect from me is acceptable
with
you. That’s how our relationship is formed.
You
prefer music from the 60s. I happen to
like
the that too. When you play jazz, out of
my
respect for you, I’ll listen to the same.
I
learn to appreciate something new from you.
You
came to understand and value classical
music
from your exposure to me and my
passion
for Beethoven and Copeland. Give and
take
is part and parcel to the valued relationship
between
you and me.
I’ll
play Herbie Hancock and Miles Davis at my
place
when you come to visit.
You
spin some Mendelssohn and Brahms when
I
visit with you in your place.
What
a lovely understanding we share mutually.
Let
me take you out for dinner on your birthday.
Do
you prefer Italian or Chinese? My ex-wife
and
I rarely if ever saw eye-to-eye.
She
not only hated Beethoven, but left the room
when
I pretended to conduct his Sixth Symphony.
Said
I was acting stupid silly.
Chinese
it is. Would you like to begin with the Pupu Platter?
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Chris
Hanch 4-28-2020
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