Dearest Lenny Yesterday I had the enormous pleasure of hearing you conduct at Tanglewood. You were simply wonderful. I felt so proud of you. I made a darting trip up to “welcome” you back along with the enthusiastic thousands to whom you bring inspiration and joy and so much of your innermost being. Unfortunately I had to rush back and didn’t have the opportunity to rush back stage, see those eyes wide open very wide with delight and give you a great hug. I do so now. You were simply magnificent. The Haydn Mass in Bb was so joyous I was ready to embrace the church, something I am sue would horrify you. I heard the chorus rehearsing as I came on the grounds, only one half hour before the performance! I thought: just like Lenny. I was a little apprehensive about the Shostakovich on such a steaming afternoon. You made it absolutely riveting, with all its prolix fascination and strangeness as well as introspective qualities. I was as thrilled as the audience and found a joyous release in joining the ovation. << less