One of the privileges of being who I am at this moment is the ability to burst into tears while watching a video at the computer.
I clicked on the video below, of trumpeter / singer Jeff Healey and friends swinging through I’M GOING TO SIT RIGHT DOWN AND WRITE MYSELF A LETTER and found myself crying.
I felt grief that Jeff is no longer alive and joy at the music he created and creates. No one who can create such beauty is dead, I think, although I mourn his departure from the scene.
Here’s the music; all the details are explained at the end: