Overheard in the Dining Room

M: “What’s that [song]?”

A: “That’s Trevor’s band.”

M: “I thought so! I thought it sounded like his guitar at the beginning, but I didn’t recognise the vocalist.”

After all these years and all these relocations, the ring of Bechtellian guitar is not forgotten.

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One Response to Overheard in the Dining Room

  1. darryl says:

    Strangely (or not), though more years are between our family and Trevor than yours, ‘Bechtellian’ is a descriptor used in our home as well.

    Also, if I may be so bold, I will comment on your newer post, despite comments being off… You generously accepted my friendship in the world of Facebook, but I rarely see your commentary because it’s lost in the quagmire that is the News Feed these days. Your blog posts I will always see. While you needn’t be motivated by the attentions of someone you’ve never met (Trevor’s mutual friendship notwithstanding), it hopefully points out the broader accessibility of (and preference for) the blog vs FB for some of us. Take care.

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