METROPOLITAN DIARY

[elleng]

Summer Jam
Dear Diary:

It was a warm Sunday afternoon at a bar near the Brooklyn waterfront. A jam session was going on out front. There were as many players as listeners.

A man and a woman, a couple, were called up to lead the group in a song. They stepped forward — him with a guitar; her with a violin.

“No matter what happens” the man said mysteriously, “keep playing!”

Everyone expressed their agreement, and the couple started into “Say, Darlin’, Say.”

As the violinist continued to lead the group through the song, the guitarist stepped back and circled his hand over his head, signaling them all to keep going.

Then he stepped forward without his guitar. He knelt down, a deep red blush flowing up the back of his neck and rising in his face as he reached forward holding a small jewelry box.

Cheers went up. The woman stopped playing. The guitarist stood up and enfolded her in his arms. She encircled his neck with her fiddle and bow.

The music rose and swirled around them.

— Kristina Lynch

https://www.nytimes.com/2021/10/03/nyregion/metropolitan-diary.html

[onethatcares]

1. thank you elleng

I looked for your posting of this at least 5 times today.

Thank you.