It was Tom's idea. I was at the Swissfest with Toni Blum Seitz in Berne, Minn. Unbeknownst to me, my pal and former neighbor from an earlier life in old St. Paul had driven down to Berne. After our performance, as Toni and I were resting in the shade back of the outdoor stage I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders.
A journey on roads less traveled