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Scarf refashioned from linen dress, vest from BCBG, pants by ??, booties from Italy.

Tonight I had the opportunity to take photos for an 80th birthday party for the father of a good friend. While at the event, I also had the opportunity to listen to the sweetest version of "What a Wonderful World" by the birthday boy playing a heart felt harmonica.  Backing him up were the strums of a guitar and a smooth piano melody.  After joining in on the sing along, the music was concluded with a Happy Birthday Song for a well deserving man, after which he was prompted to give a speech.

Though in no way can I attempt to recreate the selfless, generous, speech which turned the limelight not on himself but on the others in the room, one thing I walked away with was a gem I will always cherish.  In sharing about the importance of his music, he explained that choosing to learn how to play the harmonica has been something he has been able to take with him up to and beyond his eightieth year, he can entertain others, and feed his own soul.  And for that, he is thankful.

Music is a gift to oneself.  Music is a gift to others.

Jennica