Last Sunday afternoon, we were sitting in the shed at Tanglewood in Lenox, Massachusetts listening to the Boston Symphony Orchestra perform Beethoven's Sixth Symphony - "Pastoral Symphony, Recollections of Country Life". I don't remember ever enjoying a piece of classical music as much.

Transformed, I thought back to the first time I visited Tanglewood as a camper more than fifty years ago.
I thought about how lucky I was to be enjoying the music at that moment when so many people were less fortunate in so many ways.
Then I remembered the dog sitting by the entrance as we came in. A bomb-sniffing dog. Other thoughts overcame me as I glanced around at over 5,000 people in the Shed and many more on the lawn around us.

I struggled with my thoughts as I tried to get back to the music.

I don't remember the thoughts that filled my mind when I first heard music at Tanglewood. How different those thoughts must have been.