Mark Knows It All

These past few weeks have been particularly difficult for me for a number of different reasons. So I was feeling a tad put upon when a friend of mine, Richard, told me about a musical event in which he was a participant. He thought I might want to attend. It was held at the Butler Museum of American Art during the lunch hour this past Wednesday. Richard is a music aficionado of sorts, and likes to compose modern classical music. He belongs to an organization affiliated with the Dana School of Music at Youngstown State University whose purpose is to foster and develop various artists with this type of talent. The event was designed to showcase their original compositions, performed by students from the Dana School. It was a dreary day, and my mood was not the best. My wife encouraged me, however, to attend the recital, saying I should do something for myself. As lunch approached, I left the office early and drove to the north side to watch the performance. When I got to Butler, I was su