Ms. Antoinette,
Ron Cuzner indirectly had a great influence in my jazz listening. On spring break one year my best friend and I drove to Chicago to see snow. (Neither one of us had seen snow) and we saw friends in Milwaukee. I was sorta into jazz, but I had not gotten past CTI, but he kept talking about Cuzner. I would sit with him and many friends and listened for the few nights that we were there. We went to the record store, and he picked out about 10 albums I had to have, ranging from Kinda Blue, Koln Concert, to John McLaughlin. It was a great start. He kept in touch and would send me lists of "Must haves" and he was a great mentor. Sorry you lost all your Cuzner stuff. Do you have any playlists?

A Day Without Rain 

I stand in the open window
with my face to the sea
contemplating the similarities
between the breeze
the calm, and... me.

Throwing my head back gently
upon my thoughts
while hugging the sun's rays
leaning upon life's caring shoulder
dizzy..'dizzy' in joy's haze.

Feeling the mist of the wave's foam
as it twinkles softly
against my cheeks
while contemplating how I love
this moment, oh! how I love this moment
as the panting sea ....peaks.

The wonders of this beauty
stand before me, and more
on this day without rain
near the sea and the shore.

My hope, matching the rainbow
that straddles the sky
my dreams that whisper in my ear's
a joyful...lullaby.

Thoughts of the future
and how wonderful it will be
stirring my expectation
in a grateful symphony!

I smell the aroma
of the sand and the sea
as I trace each cloud
with my imagination ...tenderly.

Connected with life's pulse
as I'm locked in it's embrace
while I stand in the open window
with the sea....in my face.

Hello Mama Edie. I hope you've been well. Had to stop thru and check in.