Arnold Lindquist said I haven’t played a harmonica for ninety-five years when he heard or was told if he could hear he’d hear George Lewin of Brooklyn playing the harmonica he got in nineteen thirty-eight when he was thirteen (significantly younger than the Swede from Iowa) it’s still in its perfect box it’s still shiny the wood is like new the instructions say you’ll have many years of satisfaction made in Germany George reading e-mail from his rabbi George primo uomo considerably louder than the harp he plays when wondering Are you girls are okay? offers to serenade only the ladies one at a time with what Junior at the Checkerboard called Mississippi saxophone autographed gave two to Walter (not Big or Little, he called himself Middle) hear how the blue names accrue Jim Self comes over happy hour won’t spill its chardonnay before he too plays Oh Susannah
George’s Harmonica