I played this afternoon at at a familiar elder care site, Strong House, in Madison CT.  But, as I walked in the room, I could hear noise-makers tooting to beat the band.  The folks were cranked up and ready!  New Year’s Eve at 1:30 in the afternoon before NY’s Eve!  What a treat.  The folks had hats and noisemakers, hats and bubbles, and fine attire, too.  I was dumbfounded.


This calls for a party!  So we sang mummers’ songs, danced, frolicked, and generally made a mess of the place, in music and community. 


They helped me learn ‘Hail, Hail, the Gang’s All Here” (what the hell do I know, what the hell do I know..), ‘Sam, You Made the Pants Too Long”, and ‘Golden Slippers”.  I love to practice up for these gigs to get in touch with my relatives, through the ages.  My Fry and Hendrick families played music…..