In an elderly but rather sweet auditorium listening to a friend’s orchestra tune up. Wearing the ‘wilted cabbage’ look in summer dresses early.
5pm: Who says NYC is large and impersonal? Going from concert to grocery store I bumped into a woman in the bulk section who told me she had shopped, left her cart in the store, gone to a concert — I asked, it was the same one — and then come back to resume shopping. and we had both cried during the Tchaikovsky.