It's not a good photo but the moment was great! The human/spiritual uplift of the conclusion of Beethoven's Choral Symphony, his 9th and last, a towering testament to creativity and universal love, made the night lustrous. The entire audience at the Mann Music Center in Fairmount Park stood to applaud the musicians and vocalists of the Philadelphia Orchestra, The Choral Arts Society of Washington, and Wolf Trap Opera Artists. The superb conductor was Bramwell Tovey. Just an extraordinary and gorgeous evening. — with Linda Lucero at The Mann Center for the Performing Arts.
The morning began at the Central Y where Chris, bought me a coffee across the street and a trim young man did stretching in a alleyway beside the Y as we entered. I mulled my racquet choice but we were on time for our 10 a.m. schedule court date on #1 and played several games before Chris invited another Chris, a football player, muscular and fit, another Chris, and his former HS football coach at St. Mark's, Lee, or "Coach" as I called him, to play doubles. The Coach and I hooked up and we fared poorly due to my rather casual and suburban play, which did not please him (he had a competitive though fair spirit), but we had a good time and I appreciated my next door neighbor reaching out to strangers. As much as I like meeting new people, I would have begged off on that request. It did not deter Mr. Senge, who again, defeated me all games, but I am enjoying the game, It's a lot of fun and makes me miss tennis (just noticed the racket in my room clothes' closet and had the urge to play).
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