L O V E L I F E
Bluelighter
"Do you really like to play basketball?" . . .
. . . was the question posed to then-New York Knicks' forward Bill Bradley, one night in the 70'a at a post-game reception in Chicago.
"Yes, more than anything else I could be doing now," Mr. Bradley replied.
The man who asked the question then explained the reason he asked.
"I once played the trumpet.
I think I know what you feel.
I played in a little band.
We were good.
We'd play on weekends at colleges.
In my last year, we had an offer to tour and make records.
Everyone wanted to except me."
When Mr. Bradley asked why he chose not to continue playing with the band, the man replied:
"My father thought it wasn't secure enough.
I guess I agreed.
The life is so transient.
You're always on the road.
No sureness that you'll get your next job.
It just doesn't fit into a life plan.
So I went to law school and I quit playing the trumpet, except every once in a while.
Now I don't have time."
"Do you like the law?" Mr. Bradley asked.
"It's okay. But it's nothing like playing the trumpet."
. . . was the question posed to then-New York Knicks' forward Bill Bradley, one night in the 70'a at a post-game reception in Chicago.
"Yes, more than anything else I could be doing now," Mr. Bradley replied.
The man who asked the question then explained the reason he asked.
"I once played the trumpet.
I think I know what you feel.
I played in a little band.
We were good.
We'd play on weekends at colleges.
In my last year, we had an offer to tour and make records.
Everyone wanted to except me."
When Mr. Bradley asked why he chose not to continue playing with the band, the man replied:
"My father thought it wasn't secure enough.
I guess I agreed.
The life is so transient.
You're always on the road.
No sureness that you'll get your next job.
It just doesn't fit into a life plan.
So I went to law school and I quit playing the trumpet, except every once in a while.
Now I don't have time."
"Do you like the law?" Mr. Bradley asked.
"It's okay. But it's nothing like playing the trumpet."