I’m in the Centurion Lounge at Laguardia. Peace and silence surrounds on a Sunday morning, which is apparently a very quiet time at LGA. I shan’t complain.
Rain is coming down outdoors. I can see the seagulls flapping about on the taxiways, and the expanse of Flushing Bay and the East River just beyond. All is gray. This is the right day to be leaving New York City.
But what an exceptional week this been.
I started my Fall Break with a meal with Jeff Allison, my beloved former student, now an Ensign in the US Navy, and in medical school. That I evening I saw another now-former student, Jacob Flekier, in Brighton Beach Memoirs at New Jewish Theatre. He and I shared a valedictory (benedictory?) dinner and some singing the next evening. This brilliant and talented young man is poised to do some great things, and I am one proud teacher.
Monday was a full day at the office, then some fun singing with the increasingly crisp-sounding Variety Children’s Chorus. I had lunch with a college sophomore who is a delightful student, and a mentor to others.
Then NYC. I packed in the activity this trip: two visits to the Metropolitan Opera, two Broadway shows, one Off-Broadway show, one developmental reading of a new show, two circus performances, a visit to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, a visit to the Grolier Club, a visit to the Morgan Library. Several fine meals. Numerous subway rides, and a few bus rides. So much walking. Meals with dear friends, colleagues, former students who are now part of the fabric of my life. And some time with my German friendship family student from Webster.
New shoes and luggage and some fun socks were the extent of my shopping.
The God-winks this trip were numerous. Jessica Hentoff happened to be in town at the same time, thus the circus visits. Malte Hansen happened to be in town, thus the German student time. Spencer Jones and family were in town for the 29-hour-workshop of Corner of Bitter and Sweet, thus the breakfast with them and the industry reading. Manon was in its final performances at the Met, and my cheering and braying was carried worldwide yesterday. The weather has been perfect. Autumn in Manhattan is a treat.
And as always, I’m ready to be home.