My 13-month-old son is taking a nap. I'll show him this later when he's old enough to understand. But when we were watching the motorcades and introductions he would clap and then bounce to the marching-band music.
I remember when I was a kid, if Itzak Perlman was playing his violin it must be a pretty big important event. I was told and felt like I always knew that he is Jewish, and has some physical handicap. And that he was the greatest violinist in the world. It was a subtle "you can be anything in this world" feeling I guess.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment