Wish I'd thought of this

So let's say that one day I really do follow through with my plan to have this entire blog printed for the kids to have as a remembrance. (I better!) Here's one thing I want to remember to remind them about when they're grown and maybe have children of their own.

Aug. 2001 – Hanging out with Jay at the Birchmere.
Going to concerts was always one of Mom's
favorite activities too.

A guy named Jay McDowell was the bassist for the country/rockabilly/bluegrass/hard-to-classify band BR5-49. Smilin' Jay and his doghouse bass. Met him a couple of times after shows, seemed a really great guy (aside from being a Flyers fan, but we'll forgive him). 

Nowadays he is a curator at the Musicians Hall of Fame & Museum in Nashville (somewhere I really want to visit!) and I'm 'friends' with him on Facebook. A while ago he posted about a family ritual that I just loved, and only wished I'd thought to do myself. He's got 3 kids, and each night (in addition to reading to them, I hope) he plays them a song that's important to him, or important to music, or just a song he wants them to know about. He also knows a lot of music history, so I'm sure he throws that in as well, but even absent that aspect, what an awesome thing to do! Think of the musical education a kid would get, having that kind of focused listening attention!

If only I could time travel and do this myself!