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  • I was an audience of one to a soulful rendition of Somewhere Over the Rainbow, played to an unusually dark sky in Seaport Village. Eddie put down his horn to my applause and introduced himself. His handshake was soft and kind. Neither of us could remember who wrote the song.

    Eddie told me he'd soloed at the Apollo in NYC last year in the middle of the big Christmas blizzard. Somehow, that cold winter detail made the story more plausible. Now, Eddie says, he just plays in the park to make people smile. At home, he accompanies Nina Simone on YouTube. We're the same age, we discovered. Different paths to this little spot by the sea. "You gotta BE the passion," he told me, putting on his "Miles shades" for the next one, "My Funny Valentine. "

    When I remembered the Rainbow composer - Harold Arlen - halfway down the pier, I scurried back to tell him. "That's good," he grinned and checked his coffee can for change. "Now we both know. We can read all about him on the Internet."
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