Another Try at Music

My parents and I returned to my brother Mike‘s group home many times after that first visit.  On one notable occasion, I brought my violin.  I thought that perhaps if he heard the same sounds that he used to hear at home, maybe something would click. I didn’t think that he would wake up and suddenly realize that we were his family… consciously, but maybe the humming would return. Mike used to hum entire symphonies when he was a toddler.

Here is Dad playing the violin, in his own inimitable way.


I call this photograph, “Mike Pretenting to Listen to Dad”.

The humming did not return.

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