Listening to John Benedeck practice the organ last Friday at Wrigley Field was easily one of the best hours I’ve had in months. I was talking about it with my friend Ken Schultz who wished he had been there, so earlier this week we made tentative plans to show up at Wrigley Field on Friday on the off chance that it might happen again. We were in luck, but before I get into yesterday evening’s concert I want to talk about how momentous of an occasion this was for both of us.
Ken and I both live alone a little less than three miles away from each other.