Together Again

I have a childhood memory, in which you and I thought we were adults. We watched enough CNN to have elaborate conversations about Bill Clinton, and you taught me how to rewind a VCR tape. I remember staring over your shoulder at the screen of the huge IBM laptop you had then, amazed at the sound, at the sax, and at the way the music made me feel. The very first smooth jazz song I ever heard was Dave Koz's Together Again. And now so many years later, so many Larry King live shows later, so many jazz artists later(Boney James,Russ Freeman & The Ripplingtons!!), I can still rewind back to childhood, to looking up to you, to thinking you knew everything...(this is not entirely untrue)
to loving you, even though we had our fair share of sibling fights.
I don't write letters, but I know your heart will read this the next time you hear together again.
It is wonderful to grow up, and so much more wonderful to have grown up with you.
Thanks for the memories and for the music!(and hey, the extra cash you slipped me in high school will not be forgotten). Do not grow old and boring before I see you again...because ultimately our destiny is Together Again.