Hiding Place

Not a whole lot as of now. I was doing some preparation for the upcoming scrap metal orchestra performance at the festival and was taking inventory of the equipment and pulled out the box with the stuff like the cables and adapters and drumsticks and I found a jacket in this box, which reminded me that after the performance, Graham M. had lamented that he'd left his jacket behind in the theater and lost it and was sad about it (and I believe this even came up now and again in the ensuing months). Well, so there it's been! He was happy to hear I'd found it. That's the story!