The Wind, an Electric Guitar and What it takes to Celebrate Life


man in the field bandana


On the way to the office I saw a guy standing in a field. He sang into a mike and strummed a guitar the color of cherry Kool-aid.

I got out of my car and walked through the grass. The guy stopped singing and stared at me.

“So, what’s your story?” I said.

He mumbled something about Metallica, Green Day and the environment.

His words sort of melted into each other. I did make out phrases like “government housing” and “not making too much noise indoors”.

Then he started to sing.

Like his conversation, the words mushed together into one long,  soft sound.

A green Honda drove by and slowed down. The driver looked at me as if to ask what was going on.

I smiled.

Not much. The wind whistled louder than this guy’s music.

Then, I noticed a cardboard sign with the words “block party” propped up next to his portable amp.

Block Party.


Considering that he had stood alone in the field most of the day, I wondered if he was out of touch with what any sane person considered

  • cool
  • socially acceptable
  • normal behavior for a grown up.


But after watching him close his eyes and sing with the sun on his face and the wind at his back, I had to admit that maybe

  • cool is over rated.
  • The idea of social acceptability a bit constraining.
  • Normal behavior for a grown up not something that had to be adhered to every single moment of every day.

Sometimes the expectations of this world just need to be ignored.

Sometimes it’s  just great to be alive.


2 thoughts on “The Wind, an Electric Guitar and What it takes to Celebrate Life

  1. Cool is over rated .. It is good to be alive today .. Guess we will plan on it tomorrow as well

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