Pulling into the shopping center around the corner from our house, I couldn’t believe my ears. I heard music playing in the springtime air. Beautiful music. Was that “Amazing Grace” coming from inside Great Clips? Or a Romanian folk song booming from The UPS Store? Couldn’t be. This was a strip mall in suburbia USA, for goodness’ sake. It was 2:30 in the afternoon, and my eyes were still dilated and somewhat blurry after seeing my retinal specialist that morning. (I’m fine.) I couldn’t see a darn thing, but I trusted my ears. At least my good one. There he was standing in the parking lot next to a curb…