Ted Posner
I have been reading everyone's posts to this group obsessively over the past week, reading in the evenings and finding my thoughts still wandering back to the BBHS years as I head to work in the morning. I am awed and inspired by the reflections everyone has shared.
While I certainly knew GT, I did not know him the way you choristers did. My singing career was cut short. I enjoyed singing my way through the hits of the '70s in Mrs. Gober's elementary school music class. (Rhinestone Cowboy, anyone? Spy Who Loved Me?) But, by middle school, when it came time to prepare for the "coffee house" performance, Mr. Trautwein gently suggested that I consider a non-singing act. Little did anyone know that this would lead to an unforgettable rendering of "Who's on First?" with Andrew Bershadker playing Abbott to my Costello. (Or was it the other way around?) Anyway, from that point forward, I focused on non-singing pursuits. But, I share the sentiment expressed by so many of you that Mr. Trautwein epitomized what made Blind Brook so wonderful. Even as a non-singer, it is hard for me to imagine the Blind Brook community without him.
It's been great to see the way the conversation in this group has meandered from very specific reflections on GT to more general reflections on BBHS and our time there. I love it. I think back to BBHS frequently. From my office in Washington, DC, I look out at a hotel on 11th Street that is popular with out-of-town high school groups on class trips to DC. There are a lot of them this time of year, and every time I see one gathering, it takes me back to our junior year DC trip.
I wish I could join you for the toast April 3. I'll be thinking of you.
Marc Jaffe
Ted.... I keep singing a tune written on our trip to Italy with the choir and the band (to the tune of New York, New York A Hell of a Town): "Excelsior its a hell of a place, the rooms so small there you can't fit your face, the Sweeneys said "let's get out of this place", Excelsior it's a hell of a place". A classic.
I have been reading everyone's posts to this group obsessively over the past week, reading in the evenings and finding my thoughts still wandering back to the BBHS years as I head to work in the morning. I am awed and inspired by the reflections everyone has shared.
While I certainly knew GT, I did not know him the way you choristers did. My singing career was cut short. I enjoyed singing my way through the hits of the '70s in Mrs. Gober's elementary school music class. (Rhinestone Cowboy, anyone? Spy Who Loved Me?) But, by middle school, when it came time to prepare for the "coffee house" performance, Mr. Trautwein gently suggested that I consider a non-singing act. Little did anyone know that this would lead to an unforgettable rendering of "Who's on First?" with Andrew Bershadker playing Abbott to my Costello. (Or was it the other way around?) Anyway, from that point forward, I focused on non-singing pursuits. But, I share the sentiment expressed by so many of you that Mr. Trautwein epitomized what made Blind Brook so wonderful. Even as a non-singer, it is hard for me to imagine the Blind Brook community without him.
It's been great to see the way the conversation in this group has meandered from very specific reflections on GT to more general reflections on BBHS and our time there. I love it. I think back to BBHS frequently. From my office in Washington, DC, I look out at a hotel on 11th Street that is popular with out-of-town high school groups on class trips to DC. There are a lot of them this time of year, and every time I see one gathering, it takes me back to our junior year DC trip.
I wish I could join you for the toast April 3. I'll be thinking of you.
Marc Jaffe
Ted.... I keep singing a tune written on our trip to Italy with the choir and the band (to the tune of New York, New York A Hell of a Town): "Excelsior its a hell of a place, the rooms so small there you can't fit your face, the Sweeneys said "let's get out of this place", Excelsior it's a hell of a place". A classic.
