One of the most wonderful memories in my life is of my grandfather sitting in his leather barber’s chair waiting for his next customer while listening to opera and crying with his eyes closed.

Sometimes I wish I could live inside an Aria! They encompass everything! I don’t need to know what the words are to experience a myriad of emotions while listening, sensing, hearing, feeling and even tasting the deliciousness of what is being expressed.

OH! To have that passion and intensity of loss and the potency of the joy all expressed in some dramatic verse.

I am smiling while writing this. Sweet memories of living above a barber shop in Woodhaven, NY where there was plenty of drama and daily unexpected twists and turns.