The Symphony Orchestra
"Can somebody get the phone?" Called B.J. from within the other side of the hotel room.
"Hello. Oh Radar it's you, how ya been?" Just then B.J. pocked his head around the corner when he had realized that it was Radar who was talking to Peg. "Well, Radar thank you for calling and we will see you then, Bye."
"Radar said that he knows this really good restaurant not far away and we can meet him there then decide what we want to do for the rest of the day."
"Sounds great." B.J. then turned to Erin who was sitting at the desk, she had spread her Crayons out and was drawing. B.J. slowly walked up behind her. "What are you drawing?"
"A teddy bear."
"Why?"
"It's a gift."
"For who?"
"It's for your friend, you know the one you call Radar." B.J. began to crack a smile and let out a little chuckle. He noticed how the teddy looked just like Radar's teddy that was buried in Korea in a time capsule. "What is so funny dad?"
"Nothing. I am sure that Radar will love it."
"Erin, go get ready to leave." B.J. expressed. So Erin then hopped up from where she was sitting and ran into the bathroom. The door slammed behind her, within a few minutes later she came out and was ready. B.J. shut the door behind them as they left the hotel room. They proceeded on their way to the meeting place. "Dad."
"Yes Erin?"
"What we gonna do after we eat lunch?"
"I don't know what did you want to do?"
"Well I thought we could go to that state fair thing."
"We will see, it depends on if Radar will want to do that." Within a few more minutes they had arrived at the meeting place. While having a very interesting conversation Erin interrupted the group, "Radar can we go to the state fair?"
"Well I don't think that we really have time it is kinda far away from here."
"Ok" Erin somberly agreed. Just then Peg spoke up, "I have got a good idea, we can go to this Orchestra performance by a group called LSN. They are a Symphony Orchestra that travels around the world playing and they are in Iowa now. I also read that they have this French horn player that is simply amazing."
"Sounds great. What do you think Radar?"
"I think that sounds like the perfect thing to do." They got in the cars in which they had come and preceded on to the concert, as they walked in they were in awe at how many people had come to the performance. There were people running in every direction and chaos was high. "Three adults and a child."
"That will be 50.00 dollars please." B.J. handed the teller the money and she exchanged the money for tickets. "Thank you sir and enjoy the show." Radar lead the visitors to the correct seats, after all this was his hometown and he knew this place by heart. "Lets sit there in the front row." Erin shouted she was exited because she had never seen an Orchestra and she loved the violin. It is her favorite instrument. "The rest of the group agreed to sit in the front and so they made their way down the aisle as the popcorn crunched under their feet. As they reached the seats the lights dimmed and the announcer appeared as the spot light focused on the well-dressed man. "Welcome everyone to the performance of the LSN symphony orchestra, as you may or may not know this is one of the finest orchestras in the world. Today you will hear some of the best pieces the group has perfected." The audience clapped and the conductor took the stage. The instruments went up and one of the most glorifying, loud sounds came from the group it just about knocked the first row out of their seats. As they were enjoying the music Radar looked over at the rest of the group and notice that they were having a good time then he looked over and saw his old buddy who works at the performance center as an usher. Slowly and quietly he went up to his pal. "Hey what up man?"
"Oh not much Radar, what you need?"
"Well I was wondering if you could go get me some backstage passes for my friends, they really want to meet one of the French horn player."
"Can do, just wait here for a moment." Radar then quickly retuned to his seat. Next thing he knew the concert was over and the three got up and started to make their way out of the theater. "Where you guys goin'?" exclaimed Radar. "Why?"
"Well, I got you back stage passes to meet the French horn player." They started back to meet him. Next thing they knew they were shaking his hand.
"Hello, what is your name?" The player asked.
"Well my name is B.J. and this is my wife Peg and my daughter Erin."
"Nice to meet you B…B.J." The man had the most perplexed look on his face. "Did you just say B.J.?"
"Yes."
"Tell me something, what does B.J. stand for?"
"Anything you would like."
"Ohhhhh…my it is you."
"What…"
"It is me Charles, from Korea." The two started chuckling. "Nice to see you again, I am guessing that you still are a doctor as well."
"I do maybe thee five of us can hang out some more this afternoon, but first I have another concert to do."
"Well ok we will see you later, bye Charles."
