Someone posted an old photograph on Facebook of a high school graduation--sometime early 80s? A comment about the conductor leading the school band. I recognized his face. In comments, his name. Another wrote he died recently.
I looked him up online and found his obituary. A remarkable man whose life was defined by music, his pursuit and practice of it. There was no question what his passion was. He was 64 when he died.
I got up and cleaned a bathroom. I started a load of laundry, stripped the bed linens. Drank coffee and sized up the school room. My kids are still asleep. Laundry tumbles in the washer. My coffee is cold.
I think long on legacy, pursuits and passions, influence.