One of my favorite memories of Evan was when he was recuperating from his stroke in the rehab facility. You brought him his accordion which Evan hadn't played in while. Evan wasn't sure if the stroke might have taken his nimble fingers away. So with some trepidation, we 4 went down to an open room off the lobby. Evan did a few scales and then launched into "Lady of Spain" or some such accordion classic. We all breathed a sigh of relief and Evan proceded to give us a private concert filled glorious music. I had to walk away at one point because I started to tear up from happiness!