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Wonderful story. As a record collector (the vinyl variety), I often see names on labels, jackets and on slips of paper nestled between the inner sleeve and jacket. I always research these folks while listening to “their” record. Usually I can uncover some details: where they lived, if they moved, approximate age, etc. Recently, my research into a used jazz record uncovered an octogenarian from Scotland who met an American couple in a pub in Scotland. This happened in 2012. How do I know? The couple (from Texas) has a blog and included an entry about their trip to England and Scotland. While traveling in Scotland they wandered into a pub to slake their thirst but unwittingly sat where a small jazz combo was about to play. The elderly gentleman who owned my record asked the couple to join him at his table as they were about to lose their seats. They had a wonderful time as he chatted them up and displayed his gift of gab. They were so impressed by him they blogged about the experience. And here I am telling a portion of that same story second hand (just like the record). I’m not sure how his jazz record got from Scotland to Chicago but I intend to write to him since I have his address. I contacted the woman in Texas who enjoyed my piece of the puzzle but she gently warned me that the Scottish jazzbo in question was quite elderly at the time and he may no longer be listening to jazz records in this life. No matter. I’m undeterred. The journey continues. As does yours. Thanks for the story, Joe!

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