There was an African American gentleman who used to sit outside the Baker Center and play his cello. I would put money in his case and request "Silent Night" at Christmastime.
After a few weeks, I would notice that whenever I would walk by him, he would start playing "My Cherie Amour" by Stevie Wonder. I would smile at him, and he always smiled back.
And then 9/11 happened, and there wasn't anymore music in the skyways for a long time.
The cellist's name was Hubert. I have no idea whatever happened to him.
Wherever you are, Hubert, this one is for you. I will always remember your smile. Thanks for the music.