Art Tatum

I'm just going to come right out and say it.  I'm not in the mood to blog.  I haven't been for a few weeks now.  I've tried to think of things to write about, even wrote one out, but decided it was rubbish, so, obviously, I left it unposted.  << and that is something I've never ever done! (gasp).  But this is something that can't be avoided, and it is something that needs to be faced, so here-goes...but with a wee bit of a twist.

When we first got here, one of the fellas at the Anglican church asked if any of us lived close to Toledo, Ohio...(gasp) YES! I did!  (Britt too).  He went on to tell us of a famous jazz player, Art Tatum, who was from Toledo.  I probably thought something along the lines of, "right, okay, that's pretty interesting!"  And over the course of the year he continued mentioning Art.  And each time I got a little more interested in who this Art Tatum was.  I have no idea on who he was, or what his story is, but the other day I looked him up on YouTube.  And I rather enjoyed his music!  It isn't anything out of the ordinary, but I think what really draws me is that one of the darling British gentlemen suggested him.

So what I'm getting at is that this is one of the many memories I will be bringing home with me.  I probably won't always remember the name of the chap who first told me about Art, but I will always remember that he was the 'Art Tatum' guy....Just like I will remember so many other things, big or small, that remind me of my year spent here.

So here's to you Art!  And the lovely person who I will always remember, along with all the others who have become, not just friends, but family to me.

Art Tatum, Tea for Two