Dearest Jill,
I never really thought about it before today, but I may know the source of one of your black female angels. There was a young, beautiful, perhaps slightly overweight black woman at one of the nursing homes at which I used to play who I used to talk to. I had played one of my instruments and told her I'd come back and play the other one for her because she wanted to hear it. I missed one week because I was busy and the next week when I brought the other instrument, she had passed away. I'm just curious as to what your angels look like.
Love,
Cal
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