Sunday, June 10, 2012
Rest in Peace, Dear Brother
It has been a horrible few days. My oldest brother had a major stroke on wednesday evening. At first things seemed okay but it went into a bleeding stroke, and it was inoperable. He died today, at 56 years old. It has been traumatizing for my family, as this came out of nowhere.
Today I have reflected upon some memories I have of him. For one, he was a brilliant musician. He was a Percussionist Extraordinaire. He was a Professor of Music. Music was the love of his life.
I grew up being around symphonies, and was always so bored by them. But it was because of that, that ultimately instilled in me a love of music. It was because of him, that I had an amazing piano teacher for so many years. He never settled for anything other than the best.
He was writing and illustrating a book all about drumming, and it was in the final editing stage. He was co-authoring the book with one of his good friends. That book will now be dedicated to him.
We had such a large age difference that I didn't know him too well. By the time I was a toddler, he was off at college. I wish I could have known him better. But I know I will see him again someday.