This was originally a letter to my college mentor, Dr. Leonard Klein, an incredible pianist, composer, and teacher who studied with the finest people ever known. He paid homage to Darius Milhaud, a great composer by naming his son after him. He taught at Mills College outside San Francisco that boasts alumni such as Dave Brubeck, Phil Lesh, Frankie Mann, Miya Masaoka, Rebeca Mauléon, Steve Reich, and many others. At the time I had the absurd notion that somehow some lower middle-class cocky teenager with no previous musical experience (I was a drummer at least), that couldn’t read music, was not in “Band” in high school and was merely a beginning, self-taught guitarist that knew how to play along with the records of Crosby, Stills, and Nash, The Allman Brothers, The Grateful Dead, and Dave Mason; who’s inert passion made me have the cajones to think I could actually walk into a Seminar II class in the winter (they had a trimester system), after not attending the Seminar I class………Such audacious behavior changed my life forever and taught me that anyone can do anything, if they commit themselves passionately to doing it. I reprint this as I think it contains a very positive message for the young, the confused, and those who do not know who I am, and perhaps would like to know from whence I came. At the least it makes me teary-eyed reading it. Just for that reason alone I think it has some value.
Years later in 1994 when I first wrote what ended up being just a fair draft for my novel “Only Moments” (published in 2007) he was one of the first to read it, and the high praise he gave me, was as though he was my father, and it inspired me even more to move forward – as did his teaching twenty years earlier.
Stockton State College in New Jersey was founded in 1971 and I attended the very first classes in a hotel at the somewhat sleazy Mayflower Hotel (since torn down for a casino) on the Atlantic City Boardwalk. We were known as the Mayflower Pilgrims. A construction strike had delayed the actual campus opening in the middle of the Pine Barrens that I knew as my mother’s sisters lived close by. The lake and backroads where it was built were the same areas I had rode a bicycle years earlier when my mother was giving birth to my two younger brothers and I stood at my aunt’s houses, being too young to be at home alone with a father working two jobs.
There were over 1000 professors that applied for a mere 90 teaching jobs. Unemployment was much higher than now, the stagflation had started and money was tight. Stockton hired the cream of the crop. the best minds from the most forward-thinking colleges in the nation (Antioch, Berkeley, UCLA, etc.) and I was lucky enough to be there and be taught by some of them.
You can imagine a 17 year-old first out-of-the-house experience at a hotel-converted state college with a hard core red light district on one side, and the transgender/transvestite/gay district on the other with “Feeleys Bar” in the middle (Now the Irish Pub). Stockton State College was voted the #1 party school in the nation for that and a few years after. I dropped out after the first semester and came back in the winter of 1974 after I realized that Child Psychology was not going to work for me, and partying like a fool didn’t require one to pay college tuition. I graduated in the Spring of 1977 with a degree in Musical Composition.
Passion……..the miracles it can perform when one mixes it with a little discipline.
Here it is and forgive me Leonard if you have any objection.
Dearest Leonard,
All-Tchaikovsky Concert
Symphony No. 6, “Pathetique”
Roccoco Variations
Nocturne for Cello and Orchestra
Romeo and Juliet
Overture to Fantasy
Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
Guest Artist: Zuill Bailey, cello
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February 25, 2009 at 3:44 am
ME
IT WAS VERY TOUCHING TO READ THOSE WORDS.
March 1, 2009 at 6:14 pm
Glen
In the middle searching old friends, found your website.Just passing by.By the way, your website have great content! 🙂
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March 1, 2009 at 10:40 pm
onlymoments
Thank you both, whomever you are, (LOL) for your nice comments!
April 23, 2011 at 4:18 pm
Bill Bacon
The match isn’t perfect. The Leonard Kline I am looking for spent one year at the Army language school studuying Russian. Later he taught composition at Mills College. I lost track of Lenny. My fault. He must be running out of time, as am I. I would be very grateful for a few emails to exchange an update.
June 11, 2011 at 8:40 pm
onlymoments
That is the Leonard Klein of whom you speak….he moved back to South Jersey a few years ago to Egg Harbor Township. I’m not sure of his email but from my best recollection it may be lenklein1@comcast.net
Good luck in your search……….
June 12, 2011 at 5:02 pm
onlymoments
that email is correct. I just have heard from Lenny and he wants you to contact him ASAP….glad to have made that connection for you!
Nick
August 16, 2011 at 5:16 pm
Kate
Leonard Klein was my inspiration for living! The absolute instructor and mentor, and an amazing musician and human being! I am so thrilled to find your blog here, and his email!
January 11, 2014 at 3:07 pm
sue klein
Thank you very much, Nick, for a wonderful tribute to Leonard. Leonard died on Nov 18, 2013 from a very long Alzheimer’s battle. I was able to keep him at home with help and hospice support. Jennie and Darius were here the week before Nov 18th, and I was with him when he died. We had a Memorial service on Dec.21st.
January 11, 2014 at 4:58 pm
Anonymous
Sue,
My deepest sympathies to you and your family. Leonard and I had lost touch just a few years back and now I know why. I can only be grateful to have had him in my life and through my tears his memory will live on as the great man that he was and his unselfish commitment and passion for learning changed many lives in a forest of magic many years ago. Thank you for letting me know and I wish I could have been there in Dec.