Con te Partiro...

I really want to learn Italian - then I would know more of what Andrea Botteceli sings about but as it is I still think its beautiful. I understand some of it from my French classes and my limited restaurant Spanish. Those good times at Cafe Lalo when the little Mexican bus boys would walk really close behind you and try and touch you and say Bonita! Bonita! - ah the memories like when it would be slow and we would ask the cooks and bartenders to teach us how to say things in Spanish. They wouldn't tell us much cuz they liked to talk in Spanish about us and see the look of confusion on our faces - but they also wanted to work on their English. But this is not a post devoted to my international friends at Cafe Lalo as interesting as they were.

This is devoted to Andrea. I found him on my iTunes again the other day. I had forgotten how much I liked him. Amelda introduced me to him and to streaming Italian radio back at the good old MAD (music and dance)Library - one of the best kept secrets of the HBLL. I just love his passion and his voice. It reminds me of taking voice lessons with Mrs. Maedge and singing Italian arias and my Senior recital and waking up at 5:15 to practice before seminary - and of my cute little maltese Rascal who used to jump up on the piano bench next to me when I would practice. He liked one of the warm ups I used to do and no matter where he was in the house - he would come running and take his spot next to me on the bench and howl away. Now we have no piano and no Rascal so I practice the guitar and on rare occasion sing along with Andrea.