A Night at the Symphony

By Leigh M. Wilson

'Who Belongs at the Orchestra?'

It’s 5 p.m. on a Thursday in October. You’ve just had a long, lucrative day at the office, and as you leave, your co-worker asks about your plans for the evening. “It’s Thursday, we’re going to the symphony,” you reply.

You enter your home at 5:15 and greet your lovely wife, JD in hand for cocktail hour. Your kids present drawings of astronauts they made at school that day. After finishing your drink, you change into your evening suit. There’s a knock at the door. It’s the babysitter. You wish her a good night as you and your wife get in the car and drive into the city, where you have dinner reservations at your favorite sushi restaurant. The sashimi and sake are excellent as always, and you finish by 7:45. You walk to Symphony Hall, find your reserved seats on the first balcony, and enjoy a night of Mozart, Beethoven, and Brahms. The concert starts at 8:05 and is over by 10:20. You return to your car and drive home, arriving back at 10:50 to pay the babysitter and retire to bed.

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