Not a rant, I promise.

But seriously, when I was young, there was always someone, at every gathering, who could play guitar, or harmonica, or beat a drum.

And we would sit around, many of us in varying stages of intoxication, and sing songs until late into the night.

We didn’t have cable tv, or phone apps, or internet access, but we had each other, and music, and we whooped and hollered, and stomped our feet trying to keep time.

We had each other,

And we had a ball.

I miss that.

I like all the modern entertainment conveniences, but I miss the wee hours full of music and laughter.

If you have the chance to be a part of that, do not pass it up.

Trust me.