That quote up there may bother some who find the notion of possessing another offensive. But I chose it because last night we went to the symphony and the program included Robert Schumann's Symphony No. 2, which he wrote as a gift for his wife, Clara. She and Robert had to sue her father, who opposed their marriage, in part because he was 11 years her senior. He later went crazy and died after two years in a mental asylum, but she was a fierce proponent of his music as well as one of her era's greatest pianists.
So if you're undies are in a knot over the assault on human dignity you perceive in that quote, get over it. They were two tortured people, one mentally and the other physically, who were completely committed to each other.
OK, if you skipped over that link go back and listen to at least the first minute or two.
Her high school recital.
Just sayin'.
Before heading downtown we got together in the library of the Ida Culver House where the folks live for some family pics. Friend John Bates brought his camera and considerable skills to bear on a fairly homely group, and I'm very thankful for the outcome. Both mom and dad are 92, so opportunities like this shouldn't be missed.
I went to church at Berean this morning and saw people I've known since childhood, some my age and some as old as my folks. The majority of the people there have come since I left after my senior year in H.S. but it still feels like home.
It's too easy to watch news of the situation in Nepal as news, instead of the horrible crisis it is for those already impoverished people. Were it not for the wonders of contemporary media with its instant reporting from remote locations we wouldn't know about the earthquake for weeks, or even months. But the downside is that we can too easily become inured to the catastrophe.
Pam and I fly home tomorrow morning so we'll say goodbye to family after dinner tonight. In the meantime I feel a nap coming on!
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