In honor of Thank A Teacher Day: the following is a slightly edited version of a post I wrote for Catonsville Patch over a year ago. You can read the original version here. The lilting, closing notes to Brahms’ Waltz in A Flat Major still rang in the air. (We had an actual pianist playing an […]
Rose-colored Glass, Part 4 – Rose-colored Again
As a kid/young teen, I had three pipe dreams. 1. To be a catcher on the NY Mets. 2. To be a professional ballet dancer. 3. To be a glassblower. I knew pretty early on (like, before I was 9) that due to a number of physiological issues, Number 1 was never going to happen. […]