I May Not Always Have a Jazz Performer in My Living Room...

But when I do, I make sure it's Steve Carter.

Here, Grandpa Steve serenades the ailing Captain as he deals with some kind of fever/cold/malcontent that has had him in its grasp the last week or so. A shot from Easter as this week it's been tough to get the little man in good enough spirits for photo ops.

[Steve Carter]

That was so much fun. As I recall, the set list ran something like this: Twinkle, a Bossa, Twinkle, Twinkle, a jazz waltz, Twinkle, a funk tune, Twinkle, Twinkle, Twinkle.... The JT requested Twinkle.