I have a marketing poster of Stewart Goodyear on the wall in my basement. The other day I was hanging out down there with K. As we were playing around on the marimba, he pointed to the poster and asked “Daddy, is that Barack Obama?”
Ah, what a cute kid.
A. Stewart is the shortest professional pianist I’ve ever met.
B. He plays Gershwin so voraciously we had to mop up the sweat off the stage.
C. He owes me a beer.