Jazz: not just a four letter word

Thanks to a good friend, I now have a cushion that says it all.

I discovered this moveable feast called jazz in 1979 and there's no looking back.

Thanks, Robert, for this visual reminder of an auditory life. I've had years when I've barely played a note and some when I've not listened to much. That makes me sad. Never again will I allow my tastes and passions to be subdued.