e went to a place called the Rib Room. There was a 45 min wait for a table, enough time to have a beer and check each other out. They were from Wisconsin. This was their last father and son fling before college and a whole new chapter in their relationship. Dad is an attorney, son intends to major in business though I could see the traces of something else in the corners of his karma. We were very different from each other and still were enjoying each other's company. They wanted me to play my viola for them. I explained that would be uncool with the guy playing piano bar, and gave them a copy of my tape instead. I did not feel used or like a freakshow feature, it was nice. Our table was ready and I stayed for dinner. NEXT...