July 4, 2013, is winding down with nearly 90 minutes left of this day. It was a gray, soggy day throughout.
By 8:50 AM I was making my way towards Centerville. Since I know the area like the back of my hand, I effortlessly pulled into the parking lot of McCutcheon Music on Franklin Street. There I was warmly greeted by Debbie McCutcheon, and her family. I was so eager to see Jim and Debbie’s youngest son, Jeff, who was a student of mine for several years back in the early 90s. Both McCutcheon sons have turned into incredible men, with beautiful wives, and some new additions arriving later this year. James and his wife, already parents of two boys, will welcome a third child this October. Jeff, now a professor at the University of Connecticut, and his wife will welcome their first child in December. Exciting stuff.
After returning to Kettering in the afternoon, I worked with one of my students to prepare music for his great-grandmother’s funeral this Saturday. After Ethan left, I prepared a huge batch of mushroom and rice soup. I must say, it was rather delicious.
The dogs and I took an earlier walk with the hopes of avoiding some of the area’s community fireworks. However, quite a few people throughout the neighborhood were setting off their own fireworks. I was quite surprised that Navi and Chief were not frightened by the loud noises. Flyer has always been the trooper, and loud noises never bothered her. In fact, when she was a puppy, I would take her to community band rehearsals with me and she would sleep underneath the bass drum.
Another Fourth of July is now in the record books. I am so grateful for the wonderful efforts and bravery of our Revolutionary fathers and mothers. Because of their courage and determination, my forefathers on all sides of my family arrived in a new world. Many traveled here within the first 50 years of our country’s birth. Had it not been for the events of July 4, 1776, it is probable that I would’ve never ever made it into this world.
From DLJH’s iPhone
“Make it a great day!”