Reliving Graduate Days

When I am attending a concert at Miller Theater of Columbia University, I see students, both undergraduate and graduate, constituting a large part of the audience, and, sitting among them, I get a peculiar sensation that they are my contemporaries, possibly classmates, and the older attendants, looking like and most likely are professors, are professors in relation to me even though they are two and three decades younger than myself, a sensation due no doubt to the university milieu evoking a memory of my university days at UC Berkeley and Harvard, since I don’t have any sensation like this when I am at BAM, Brooklyn Academy of Music, where the audience is also prevalently young.