Saturday, October 24, 2009


Martin, it should be understood, didn't like to be called Marty. He was small for his age, but a very serious boy. Martin didn't say much, but one day, out of the blue, he said to his parents that he should like to play the violin. His mother asked why, his father scoffed, and his brothers laughed. His third performance with the New York Philharmonic garnered more praise than any other violinist of the time.

1 comment:

  1. he said...he should play the violin.

    That's a perfect word there, that "should."