July 25, 2012
In which Marilynn goes to Rotary Club for the first time. Truly. As a result of an article on me in the local paper last spring I have been invited to speak at the weekly luncheon. I have made a short version of my powerpoint on mandolin in the Americas in the 2oth century, and show pictures, chat and play a bit, answer questions, and am congratulated for not going over my 20 minutes. I might be asked back (: Meet an old friend there who used to film me performing to air on the local cable station, decades ago. He says I haven’t changed a bit. He can’t even guess how wrong he is.
I think I’ve been to two or three Rotary meetings in my lifetime…all part of my official duties at the university at the time…and that time limit is critical to them as I recall. :-)
slpmartin
July 26, 2012 at 5:21 pm
The roots of their continuation it seemed.
mairmusic
July 26, 2012 at 10:23 pm
Our changing is often earthquake deep and yet sometimes others don’t see it, eh?
Jamie Dedes
July 27, 2012 at 7:44 am
So true, my friend!
mairmusic
July 27, 2012 at 8:36 am
brand new experience!
Sharmishtha Basu
July 27, 2012 at 12:55 pm
Not so much, just new name.
mairmusic
July 27, 2012 at 1:25 pm