{"id":1025,"date":"2007-01-22T10:48:43","date_gmt":"2007-01-22T14:48:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2007\/01\/22\/the-next-itzhak-perlman\/"},"modified":"2007-01-22T10:48:43","modified_gmt":"2007-01-22T14:48:43","slug":"the-next-itzhak-perlman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2007\/01\/22\/the-next-itzhak-perlman\/","title":{"rendered":"The Next Itzhak Perlman?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I headed down to the Cape this weekend for some family bonding. We mostly ate food and played cards &#8211; notice a pattern here? My Mom won the first two games and I won the last two games. My father didn&#8217;t win a single time. Not only that, he managed to come in last place every time. It just wasn&#8217;t his weekend.<\/p>\n<p>I did manage to install WiFi internet access from their home, though. After the fiasco with Randy setting up mine at my apartment&#8230;and then my subsequently screwing it all up&#8230;I was rather impressed that things worked out at my parents place. They claim that they&#8217;re desktop computer is working faster as a result. I suspect that&#8217;s not likely, but I&#8217;ll take any (misguided) credit they&#8217;ll offer.<\/p>\n<p>On Sunday we drove back to Boston where we visited my sister-in-law, Heidi, at the hospital. She looked INCREDIBLE. Seriously, last week she looked on death&#8217;s door with an extremely risky surgery looming. But the surgery was a success. An incredible success. We arrived and she was finishing up physical therapy. For the first time in 6 months I saw her out of her bed. She was sitting in a chair and quite lively. It was a relief to all of us to see her that way (what a recovery since I last saw her on Thursday).<\/p>\n<p>Somehow during conversation my parents brought up how my brother and I took music lessons in elementary school. Mom reminded me (and told Heidi) that I took violin lessons in 4th or 5th grade. Now, I never think about this and if my mother hadn&#8217;t reminded me, I&#8217;d probably never have thought about this little fact again.\u00a0But I do\u00a0recall hating the violin, hating the lessons, and being a horrible, horrible student.<\/p>\n<p>However, my Mom proceeded to brag to Heidi about how I was such a wonderful violinist and how I picked it up so quickly. I was appaerntly\u00a0even able to play songs by ear &#8211; without the aid of music sheets. Even more strange, my father (who has since\u00a0become a grumpy old man who complains about everything) started smiling and said, as if looking back fondly, &#8220;Ah yes &#8211; he played beautifully.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>WTF?<\/p>\n<p>How could their view of things be so different than mine? I thought I sucked&#8230;and I thought I hated it. I asked Mom why I quit and she said I loved it but quit because I was supposed to continue practicing and taking lessons through the summer and I didn&#8217;t want to.<\/p>\n<p>Who new?<\/p>\n<p>Well, at least one thing remains consistent&#8230;I&#8217;m still highly umotivated.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I headed down to the Cape this weekend for some family bonding. We mostly ate food and played cards &#8211; notice a pattern here? My Mom won the first two games and I won the last two games. My father didn&#8217;t win a single time. Not only that, he managed to come in last place [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":74,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1025","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1025","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/74"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1025"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1025\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1025"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1025"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1025"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}