“Jerry, wow. It’s such an honor to meet you. I’m a huge fan.” “Great, great. Where’s my meatball sub?” “Excuse me?” “You’re not the kid with the meatball sub?” “No. I’m Bruce Hornsby.” “That means what to me?” “I sing the piano songs on the radio.” “We’re circling around the point here.” “The meatball sub.” … Continue reading Even A Piano Player Can Shake Hands