One Night Only

This is my father Bill, who, in a younger day, played lead guitar in a 1960s Winnipeg garage band called “The Quid.” The concept depicts him leaving (or perhaps reporting in for) yet another gig at a once popular teenage hangout called “The Twilight Zone” where the band got its start. His expression is one of happiness: the life of a musician always looking to entertain those who made the effort to come see him perform, no matter how agreeable (or, in this case, inclimate) the weather. Conversely, his smile might also reflect a certain measure of relief and pride: that pure, knowing satisfaction of having lived and flourished in the element of one’s calling and the commensurate freedom to explore other interests upon its completion.