I got a note from Dave yesterday. He was my best teacher friend in times past who taught music while I did my durndest to teach English or geography to the adolescents who were unfortunate enough to draw me as their instructor. Dave and I kept in touch after retirement when we both lived in Sarnia, usually meeting for lunch or coffee once a month or so. We don’t always do so well with email now that we live at opposite ends of the province, but we do manage to remain loosely connected.
We started out teaching at Northern Collegiate in Sarnia, but I eventually followed him to Lambton Central where we’d often have a game of chess in our spare period or over lunch hour. Eventually, he returned to Northern, and I was destined to follow several years later.
Even though Dave was a great teacher and a super musician, AC was audacious enough to often sing or hum to him during our chess matches. It wasn’t a deliberate attempt to distract him, but it sure was nervy of little old me to demonstrate my lack of talent to such a talented guy. One of my favourite pieces to intone when we were engaged in a chess battle was We Shall Overcome. Sometimes my droning worked well, and I did [overcome].
Apparently, while my feeble brain atrophies apace, Dave is the one overcoming, for I just received a note from him. He wrote that he had composed a symphony and that a former student of his had made it available online. I am proud of having Dave as a friend, and I wonder if you would like to play his piece while you do whatever you do online. Then, maybe, you could comment a brief note of appreciation and support, of which I shall make him aware.