To know what I’ve missed, including the quiet fizzing of escaping gas bubbling and bursting out of a glass of freshly poured Pepsi…

…or the creaking and pops of our cabin wood floor under the pressure of my body lumbering through…

…the price of hearing aids is worth the sounds I didn’t know I was missing.

To Margery and Clair: your music is ever more delightful than before. Forgive my ignorant deafness in not knowing what I’ve missed during your previous live performances!