In Walked Monk

Back in the 1960s, I went to a jazz club -- maybe the Village Vanguard -- in New York City to hear Theolonious Monk.

He was late, and some of the audience were getting fidgety -- would he even show up.

Finally the door opened and a figure in dark glances started to mosey over to the band stand.

A young guy sitting at the table next to mine jumped up and rushed over to the man who just came in.

"Are you Theolonious Monk?" he asked excitedly.

Monk looked him over and replied: "Are you the police?"

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