Because on Friday I can go peruse my youtube favorites. In so doing, I generally spend an hour or so lost in the 5’s. When one is retired, there really is no such thing as wasting time – in fact, slow, pleasant, lost hours are often quite delightful. When I was 16, I sat on a lawn with Frank Halprin, wearing a white pleated sharkskin (actually a fabirc) skirt, and we listened to the young Johnny Mathis.
Here’s what I found today: