Seems to me that the life of a working pianist, even with the hauling keyboards, the loading docks, and other minor hassles . . . is a wonderful way to spend your life. I was reminded of this just last night when I played for a banquet for the Georgia Perimeter College Foundation.
This is a college--a large one with over 25,000 students--whose mission involves being accessible to many non-traditional students. Many GPC students are the first in their families to attend any college and it does a great job.
Last night a scholarship award was given to an incoming freshman, a girl whose family had come to the US from Columbia 10 years ago, and whose family had struggled mightly to save money for her college. Each time they would get some money saved, something awful would happen and the family would have to use the college money for hospitals, or funerals and so on.
But this is a wonderful, deserving young woman with energy and charisma, and the college gave her a scholarship that made 2 years, at least, possible. It's going to transform her life.
The thing that stands out to me is how many such events I've been a small part of. Over the years I've shared many, many family moments from weddings to anniversaries, to more difficult times. I've played for every possible kind of gathering, and I watch, listen (and maybe learn a bit).
So . . . I'm the fly on the wall, playing the dinner music or the reception music. Not important, really, but sometimes you get a window into an event that inspires . . . and maybe even brings a tear.
It's wonderful.
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