Blowing The Horn In Traffic

On my commute home on Route 128, traffic had come to a standstill. Frustrated, I looked across the barrier to the northbound side, also not moving. Expecting to see the faces of equally grumpy drivers, I did a double take. Behind the wheel of a pickup truck was a man playing a trumpet. He obviously knew how to make the most of the downtime. I smiled the rest of the way home.
—Jennifer Pope
Boston Globe Magazine’s Tales from the City

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