Saturday, April 05, 2008


Sometimes you put up walls not to keep people out,

but to see who cares enough to break them down.


This is Bernice, Lisa's quilter friend.
There is an International Quilter Convention in Chicago
next weekend, and will be her guests.

I will be visiting with Earl from the Peace Train,
having some coffee and perusing a bookstore or two.

This quilt was done by one of the
Sisters Of The Cloth in Ft. Wayne.

I met them last year and was asked to record
a few of them for the African American Museum.

Last evening, Lisa had to set up a booth for
a local quilt show.

While there, I met a gentleman who was
sitting there listening to an Ipod or something.
I asked what he was listening to and a
conversation ensued.

One thing led to another, only to find
out that as he was growing up in Ft Wayne,
his father was a doctor, but somehow or
another was heavy into the Jazz Scene.

Seems that Nat Cannonball Adderley came to
their house and played in their basement
with others who he couldn't remember.

His father is still alive. I passed my card along,
hoping to record him talking about what it was
like back then, not only about the jazz clubs ,
but anything else that happened in that time period.

Here's hoping I get a call.


tony said...

It's great How Unexpectly we sometimes meet people.

Coffee Messiah said...

tony: It's what makes this life interesting, to be sure!

Kurt said...

What a great story.

d. chedwick bryant said...

I love the name Sisters of the cloth--the banksy art,

and Cannonball Adderly in the rumpus room?!
I hope that you get to speak with that guy!

Professor Montblanc said...

Wait a minute... is Bernice drinking one of those fancy sugary coffees with whipped creme?

dennis said...

Dennis wonders where's the cat picture for this post?

robin andrea said...

I hope you get that call. It would be so good to record that memory, which will otherwise be lost. Cannonball Adderley, who would have thought such a thing was happening in a Fort Wayne basement?

Kimberly said...

Those kinds of conversations are better than any history book in letting us see a memory of a life. You may sit down with a 30 or 40 minute conversation in your mind, then the next thing you know, you look up and it's been hours....I love those moments. They make life so much richer.

I hope you get the call too!!

Coffee Messiah said...

kurt: )

dcb: Silly me, I should have asked for "his" number. Fortunately, I can seek him out through the SOC! ; )

prof m: Nope....she had never had one of these types of coffees before, so Lisa set her up with a Mocha. And you can't have a mocha without some whip on it! ; )

dennis: See previous post. ; )

robin: It's amazing how we think these people, be they writers, musicians etc, are aloof. Seems to me, the ones I've met simply want to be treated as equals....pure and simple. Thus, being in someones house who they enjoy really shouldn't be too surprising. As for Ft Wayne, if I were to relate some of the musicians only I knew in Daly City growing up, you'd really be surprised.

kimberly: Yes, there is no "time" when sharing like that.

Have fun in Asheville. The mountains are tempting, more so than the city, at least for me while there.

Cathy said...

I'm hoping you get that call too. That would be very wonderful.

Kyra said...

Lovely Quilt! Enjoy the show!

Best, Kyra

Coffee Messiah said...

cathy: I should know better then to simply pass my card around. I need to ask for a number! ; (

kyra: Thanks for stopping by and your comment.

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Coffee Messiah said...

nick: Thanks and hope all is well!

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