A friend emailed me, "Do you want to go to the Saint Paul Orchestra performance with Jeremy Denk, guest pianist this Saturday?' I responded, "Hell to the Yes!" I thought a little bit of culture, like sauerkraut, blueberries, or daily vitamins, would be good for me. I enjoyed the concert. I also enjoyed the meal at Pazzaluna (plus two glasses of Italian wine) before the concert. But Jeremy Denk, he worried me. He looks so much like a person I work with who needs very close supervision because of his Autism, that I could not relax and enjoy the performance. Every time his head weaved with the music, I worried. Every time he touched his head I worried because that made him look like the person I serve. The resemblance was remarkable. Yes, Jeremy Denk can play the piano. Yes, he was charming and personable. And he didn't do anything inappropriate during the performance. And I was glad because I was watching closely. Funny how our personal experiences color our enjoyment of a performance. I loved a good evening in my hometown, Saint Paul, Minnesota, at the Ordway. I loved being one of the younger people in attendance. I didn't get home until midnight. I swear, my yellow Honda Fit was about to turn into a pumpkin.
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