free day in Symphonic Band, c. 2004

Friend: “What do you want to be when you grow up?”

Self: “uh –”

Mr. Benstein: “She’s going to be a musician!” he said, eyes sparkling, mustache upturned.

Rarely have I felt so guilty and badly as I did in that moment. (And obviously still do, looking back.) Sorry for letting you down, Harvey.

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