One of the things I found in the last box was a few tapes of various, seemingly random combinations. These included...Piano Concertos of Grieg, the Police, and the music of Evita.
I decided that as a final hurrah, before I got rid of these tapes (I have all that we could want on the PC and/or CD) that I would listen to them one time throughout in my car...the last vestige of a place where all I have is a tape player, believe it or not.
Today, I chose Evita.
It brought me back to the trip I took in 2003 with my family to Buenos Aires. We visited her grave in the Recoleta cemetery.
Kind of cool how things from one part of your life pop up in unexpected places down the road.
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