My son James left last week to embark on an exciting opportunity and passage as he begins his to studies at the New School for jazz studies in NY. My posts are apt to get way to long and motherly in the near future so please forgive me. We are thrilled for him and he is so happy, motivated and working hard but it does not keep me from shedding tears. I did this sketch the day before he left. It is always a flurry when they pack up, (my second to leave) stuff everywhere and last minute bits of advice. I sure miss the music here.