A taxi ride in Amsterdam, a remembered snowstorm and laughter.
Growing collection2 min readImported
Personal memories and listening selections from Charly’s music notebook.
In the taxi
Taxi ride in Amsterdam Hank, Lee and myself. told him about my first Trip in 1970 New years eve. i carried a lit candle though a snow storm and suddenly i experienced a visual swap. Snow turned black and dark things became bright. Laughter resulted
