Strange and hidden benefit of having a blog...
My neighbor for my college days emailed me yesterday...
"For some reason, I was thinking about you today. I figured maybe if I typed your name in google, I might find an e-mail address . . . even better . . . you have your own website. Oh Elizabeth! I hope you are doing well, and would love to see you if you are back in Massachusetts around Christmas time." -Matt
Here are some Matt memories:
~ The night before a big history exam, I knocked on his door and asked him, "So what's on the test?" He said, "Elizabeth, haven't you studied for it?" I looked right at him and said, "Nope. I've been doing pro-life work." It was classic.
~ Showing him an op-ed I wrote for the school newspaper and him asking me in all seriousness, "Elizabeth, are you trying to get beat up?"
~ Telling Matt that I'm writing a book about college and him asserting that he'd like a cameo in it. Then, every day for 2 years changing his mind, back and forth between wanting to be in the book and not wanting to be in the book and trying to figure out what I would say about him.
~ Waking up 5 minutes before music theory class and thinking we'd make it to class. Stopping for coffee on the way- as if we had time!
~ Me saying, "uh, huh, huh" ~a la Elvis style, quite to his annoyance, everytime I saw him, which was about 80 times a day. He loves Elvis!
~ Trying to teach him to play the flute and him not being able to play and Fsharp because his ring finger is messed up. Why? Because he "sat on it while in the womb."
~ Matt asking me about the purpose of chromatic leading tones and me telling him that they "lead the listeners ear to where the composer wants our ear to go" and him asking me if I was for real and if I had written that in the paper. I said, "Yes. This is the truth. The leading tones lead us." Seriously people, this is the truth. And now you know.
Okay, I'll think of more later.