It was just as we were rolling down the highway through Richmond, Virginia I noticed a car driving alongside the Magic Freedom Bus, and a woman waving wildly and pointing to her cel phone. I thought perhaps something was wrong with the bus but the phone didn’t make sense. Then I realize she was indicating I should turn my phone on. As soon as I did it buzzed. I answered and the young college student implored me to pull over so she and her company could meet the children. They had read the sign on the back of the bus and put two and two together, since it was her mother’s sister from Venice, Florida who had told them about us and that we intended to visit Venice. It also turns out that the mother and aunt are cousins to Ahmad Zahir, the most famous Afghan singer and songwriter who had died tragically in the Eighties (and my musical hero in Afghanistan).