When Martin and I met in Colorado, we met up with a group of people, most of whom I didn’t know. In case they turned out to be music nerds, I packed my own music. One night, I put on one of my favorites, Miles Davis, “Kind of Blue”. Martin was by my side after the first few bars played, yakking away about different jazz musicians and concerts he had been to. I saw that he knew tons more than I did and was very impressed with his excitement. Poor guy thought I ‘knew jazz’. Anyhow, since then I have learned to enjoy a lot more jazz musicans, but a big favourite for us will always be “Kind of Blue” as a reminder of the time we met and those early days of falling in love.