Ode to Our Viola

[H2O Man]

3. Years ago,

when I was in the "between" stage -- not young and certainly not wise -- I participated in a peaceful march for traditional Iroquois rights. It was a tense time, and the fact that an unknown police officer knew my name was not reassuring. (grin) Some fellow stepped behind me, and struck me with a board. I turned around, and had eye contact with him ....and briefly considered having fist-to-face contact. Luckily, however, he had hit me over my head, so there was no damage done. I still have the piece of that board that broke off after hitting my rock-hard head.