Dan use to go to a city event in Missoula on New Year's Eve called First Night. He loved it because there were concerts of all kinds everywhere and it was designed for families. The point was to have a good time without the alcohol. He really liked the fact that he could take his granddaughter to this city wide event and know that she would 1) have a good time and 2) she would be safe.
He loved it. Mostly he loved the music-choral groups, bands, rock 'n' roll, country, classical, whatever. He use to gush about it. He always wanted me to come up for it. There was no way you were going to get me to Missoula, Montana on New Year's Eve. It's called cold, very cold. And there is a little thing called snow.
But I think of him tonight and know that he is listening to all the music he could want to hear.