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It´s a sour cherry tree because: it´s not very demanding, it is very fruitfull, making preserves and enjoying them during winter brings joy.
It´s a sour cherry tree because: it´s not very demanding, it is very fruitfull, making preserves and enjoying them during winter brings joy.
Zeke and I were Dartmouth classmates and have always had a musical bond. We didn’t run in the same friend circles but always supported each other’s endeavors. I was very touched that he not only attended my senior recital but took it upon himself to help my parents set up the small reception. I had…
Lieber Christopher, Sie haben sehr gut Deutsch gesprochen, deshalb schreibe ich in dieser Sprache. In den Jahren 2005 und 2006 haben Sie bei mir in der Musikhochschule Franz List Weimar studiert, diese schöne und sinnvolle Zeit mit Ihnen vergesse ich nicht. Erst im April des Jahres 2020 hatten wir einen schönen schriftlichen Kontakt, Sie schickten…
I had the privilege of study together with Chris at the RCM in London since 2017\. His pure joy of life, music and people gave an extra important dimension to the social and professional life in college. I would like to share with you this movement of E. Elgar’s Cello Concerto that Chris and I…
I am thinking of the gesture of Christopher’s life. I have missed sharing his presence in his later years as our paths did not cross. My memories arise from his teen years not long after his family moved to AA. His creative terrain was helping when needed in the medical practice. His assistance to the…
Christopher entered our lives last year when he came to Norfolk to conduct the Yorke Trust’s summer opera, The Tempest. On our journey from the station when he told me the choristers would be singing the opera choruses from memory, it didn’t seem achievable. I soon discovered that through Chris’ absolute belief in peoples’ abilities,…
Passing along this memory on behalf of Bill Summers’s, Zeke’s Senior Fellowship advisor at Dartmouth: A great shadow has darkened the sky. The birds have begun their silent mourning. They sense the powerful moment of someone’s passing. Nature knows another spirit has retired from the earth, and we who remain behind veil our faces as…