Today's Guest Blog is from Louie Crew of New Jersey and the Lessons From My Parents crowdsourced book project found at http://www.familius.com/1lessons-from-my-parents. It includes a video recording if the author's reading.
Visiting home from my first job teaching I read an ad in The STAR.
“Want to go, Dad? Isaac Stern is here tonight for the Knox Music Club.”
From 7th grade onward, Dad had sat with me on the hard seats at the high school for all recitals in the Club's season.
Dad's closest classmate in college was Knox S., named ‘Knox’ for his mother's people, who for three generations had brought “culture” to our mill and foundry town.
Mother begged off to play bridge during our adventures.
“Want me to call for tickets?” I asked, excited. Stern was better fare than the Club used to draw.
“I hope you'll go, but I have a confession that only now is it the time to make,” Dad said; “I don't really like classical.”
“But all those times, and you said you liked it!”
“Knox liked it. Other classmates liked it. They had a treasure that would not open for me. I knew you might close your ears too soon if I helped you to.”
Almost I mistook it for hypocrisy, but Stern's recording covers me half a century later in Dad's love.