What a night!!!! A
far too late night, and mindful of the fact that we were walking out before
Aerosmith, the “big name” performer, came on, we left at 11 pm, shortly after
Carole King and James Taylor’s performance. Although we were not familiar with
all the performers, and the volume was a bit high for us old fogies (even with
earplugs), I am so glad we went.
Those of you who have
been reading my blog over the past year may recall that I wrote about the three
James Taylor shows at Tanglewood last summer, three shows for which we had good
seats, and reservations for a charming bed and breakfast nearby, that we simply
could not attend while I was still undergoing chemotherapy. Fortunately we had
been able to send others in our place, including our two daughters who went to
one of the shows. Seeing James and Carole thus had a special poignancy for us
personally.
So perhaps I should
not have been surprised when I became emotional when James and Carole came on
stage. Having been through my own personal struggle this past year has,
perhaps, made me feel the challenges of others more acutely. The concert was
clearly intended to send a loud and clear message that we are strong and we
will get past this horrific event. It is a message that undoubtedly resonates
for many cancer patients.
Love,
Rebecca
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