A Guitar and A Soldier

Jesus Mary & Joseph! A guitar? Isn’t that where this story began? Is it your mission to subject people to cross country trips with guitars, that you don’t play? - Mom

Well..... As luck would have it the guitar played an instrumental role in our entertainment! We got pulled over for one military check point yesterday. It was after dark and I was a bit nervous because I wouldn't be able to watch them as closely in the dark.

The soldier was interviewing me trying to decide if he should search the car. He turned on his flash light and peered in. Then he started to asked about "cantar"... Jeff and I both looked at each other and tried to figure out what he was talking about. All that kept coming to mind was "enchante me". But I knew that was wrong. Jeff and I pulled out our dictionaries at the same time and looked up the word. We found it meant "sing". Now we were profoundly confused. Why was the soldier asking us to sing!!?? We just kept looking at each other and the soldier. I told the soldier that I didn't sing.  He looked at me suspect like it was almost time to search the car.

After another moment, I realized he was asking about the guitar which is on top of the pile. I explained it belongs to my wife.  I think we were both relieved.   I was very relieved to know I didn't need to sing to the soldier to continue on. I asked him, "Qiueres checkar?" He said, "No." and waved us on with a smile. I think it was the most stressful of the stops because of the confusion.

My poor black toe....