Good news: Robert Sheena finally(!) responded. The delay was through no fault of his, though; I was sending emails to his Boston University address, and he apparently never reads that. (My mother thinks that's absurd, but it makes sense to me, having just gotten through a wave of endless spam.) The solution is rather roundabout, but I'll explain it. Hopefully I didn't already in a previous post and am just suffering from short-term memory loss as to what I've already posted.
Just over two years ago, I bought a used Loree English horn from Patrick McFarland of the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra, having gotten wind of his buy-and-sell business through Laubin in Peekskill. My father being the avid socialite that he is kept up a meager correspondence with Mr. McFarland, occasionally sending updates on how the horn was doing (i.e., when it went to All-State). Thank goodness for this; I'll never complain about my father's chattiness again. It does wonders.
Mr. McFarland had said in an email once that he would be willing to give me the down-low on any teachers I was interested in to help me with selecting a school. With my issues with reaching Mr. Sheena, I figured, heck, I may as well. I sent him an email last night (it actually sent around eleven thanks to a lousy server), and received a response this morning: he had forwarded the note I sent to him to Mr. Sheena.
I was mortified, though without a real reason.
This was all straightened out this afternoon, when Mr. Sheena responded to the note with his email that he uses. I don't know how students find this address that he uses, but I have it, and I used it. So far I've sent another message explaining why I had been trying to contact him (sample lesson, in case you've forgotten), and a few thousand thanks that Mr. McFarland is on this green earth. (I also sent a message to Mr. McFarland directly; easily the most frequently used word in the note was "thanks". I hope he doesn't think I'm being a suckup - I'm just genuinely that thankful. I know who'll be coming up in my thoughts next November.)
I haven't received any response to the email sent to the preferred address yet, but I sent it mere minutes ago, so I'm not expecting anything. At this point, I'm just so glad he actually responded, he could say anything and I'd accept it.
So, I'm signing off so I can go print out the email he sent and frame it on my wall.
Have a good day, y'all.
Just over two years ago, I bought a used Loree English horn from Patrick McFarland of the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra, having gotten wind of his buy-and-sell business through Laubin in Peekskill. My father being the avid socialite that he is kept up a meager correspondence with Mr. McFarland, occasionally sending updates on how the horn was doing (i.e., when it went to All-State). Thank goodness for this; I'll never complain about my father's chattiness again. It does wonders.
Mr. McFarland had said in an email once that he would be willing to give me the down-low on any teachers I was interested in to help me with selecting a school. With my issues with reaching Mr. Sheena, I figured, heck, I may as well. I sent him an email last night (it actually sent around eleven thanks to a lousy server), and received a response this morning: he had forwarded the note I sent to him to Mr. Sheena.
I was mortified, though without a real reason.
This was all straightened out this afternoon, when Mr. Sheena responded to the note with his email that he uses. I don't know how students find this address that he uses, but I have it, and I used it. So far I've sent another message explaining why I had been trying to contact him (sample lesson, in case you've forgotten), and a few thousand thanks that Mr. McFarland is on this green earth. (I also sent a message to Mr. McFarland directly; easily the most frequently used word in the note was "thanks". I hope he doesn't think I'm being a suckup - I'm just genuinely that thankful. I know who'll be coming up in my thoughts next November.)
I haven't received any response to the email sent to the preferred address yet, but I sent it mere minutes ago, so I'm not expecting anything. At this point, I'm just so glad he actually responded, he could say anything and I'd accept it.
So, I'm signing off so I can go print out the email he sent and frame it on my wall.
Have a good day, y'all.
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