TO MY FATHER

          You once told me that as long as there was one single person applauding you, you  would never stop playing. During the past few years – and who   knows  for how many more – I may have been this person. If your playing depends on applause, your harmonica will never be silent as long as I am alive.

          This job I’m doing is only the start toward fulfilling the promise I gave you when I said I would do everything within my reach so that you wouldn’t be forgotten.

           Thank you, father, for having been present in my life.

           To you – forever – and as always, my love.

                                                Eduardo Nadruz Filho

                                                         November 2000