Thoughts while waiting for my cab to come home...

Outside the ER, waiting for my ride home, the sun was really warm. I'm always cold in the hospital. But that sun felt wonderful. It made me think of my favorite Gershwin tune...

I listen to it, and I think, "George, wherever you are, I hope God's holding you safe and warm, in the palm of his hand...and I hope you're still writing beautiful music."