Sunday afternoon and here I am listening to music back in time – in my mind. The time is the sixties, a time of early romance, which has always had a music connection – especially blues and jazz. Nurtured by late night radio, the music was often a balance with loneliness providing a connection with the feeling that stirred my very being. Some of my favorite jazz musicians were the likes of Oscar Peterson, Ramsey Lewis, Dave Brubeck, Erroll Garner and Ahmad Jamal. 
So, as I set here on our deck watching the dance of flying insects, a vision seen only because of the late afternoon sun spotlighting the being, otherwise unnoticed to the eye, and listening to an NPR interview with Ramsey Lewis – Ramsey Lewis: Opening Jazz to All – the genenis of my flashback.
Loving the late night radio music, it was only natural to share my late night feelings with a date by going to the London House, a supper-club that was the place for jazz in Chicago. Located at the corner of Wacker Drive and Michigan Avenue. (Sadly, this great location on “magnificent mile” later became a Burger King restaurant.) Although above my means, I could think of no better place to spend a romantic evening. Looking back, I’m not sure if the romance was with the date or the music. However, knowing me, it was both.
kenne
