Well, while we're on page 12 or so of this subject, let me relate a story that happened this week:
As a lot of you know, I teach chorus at a local boy's Catholic high school. One of my students, who graduated this year, has won a full scholarship to the Cleveland Institute of Music, and is an extremely talented 17-year old tenor. He's giving a 'farewell recital' later this month and has asked me to accompany him. I'm very honored, BTW.
Anyway, to get to the story, he came over last week for a rehearsal. The garage door happened to be up, with my model railroad on full display. He just stood outside the garage in awe, staring at the train. When I went out to let him in the house, he looked at me and said, "Is this YOURS, Doc?" "Yes, Raymond." "OMYGAW! Does it RUN?" "Yes." "Will you RUN it for me?" Of course, I happened to have a train all made up, so I ran it for him. He just stood there, jaw dropped. We went in and rehearsed for about an hour. When we finished, he asked me if he could watch it 'run' again. An hour rehearsal turned into about three. After he was getting ready to go, he looked at me and said, "Doc, I always WANTED one of these when I was a kid!"
I kept a straight face. But next rehearsal, he wants to bring his girl-friend over so she can see it, too. And he's hinting that he'd sure like to have the reception for his recital at my house.
We'll have to see about that.
Another reason I could never be ashamed of my hobby. It seems to attract very intelligent people, LOL!
Tom