There once was a banjo (doesn’t the story always begin this way?). The banjo hung in a shop. One day a man came into the store and bought the banjo. He had discovered that it was one of his dad’s dreams to learn to play the banjo, so he bought it for him and put it away to give to his dad on his dad’s birthday. Unbeknownst to the man, his father would never have another birthday. The loss of his father was sudden and a major shock to the man. He grieved for many years and was disappointed that he was never able to tell his father how much he loved and admired him. But the banjo did not care.
In time, the banjo ended up in the man’s attic and stayed up there for decades. Though heat and cold, dampness and dryness, the banjo remained in the attic. On one ordinary day for many, the man died. His family was sad, but the banjo did not care.
A few years later, the family finally decided to remove the man’s belongings from the house. The man’s son was responsible for retrieving items from the attic. The son’s mom told the son the story of the banjo and the son thought it was a sad story, so he decided to keep the banjo and bring it to his house. When he arrived home, he placed the banjo in a cold and dark storage room in the basement. The banjo did not care.
Several years went by and eventually the son retrieved the banjo from the basement and had it restrung; nevertheless, the banjo migrated back into basement. Then a few more years went by and the son decided to hang the banjo on the wall, so the banjo could be displayed as decorative wall art. When it was hung, no sound could be heard. Yet, the banjo did not care.
Yesterday, on a chance outing with a neighbor, the son discovered that the neighbor was learning to play the banjo and the neighbor asked if the son would like to learn along with him. The son’s eyes lit up as he realized this was a sign! He would be able to fulfill his grandfather’s dream and express his love for his father by learning to play the instrument that was never able to be given as the gift it was intended to be. How wonderful that will be! Yet, the banjo does not care.