My first-born, Reid, asked me if I knew how I’d heard Opera for the first time: radio broadcast, 78-RPM record played by my Mother at home, or a live performance? After much thinking, I’m pretty sure it was in 1949, when I was 10, while watching a film with my Mother, Dr. Pearl Marie Sampson. The operas were Rigoletto by Verdi, La Traviata by Verdi, and Manon Lescaut by Puccini.
As Reid says, “there’s always an early milestone, a pivotal juncture, that flips your switch.”
“I think that’s very appropriate for her. I think she’d be a good [mayor]. And someday, she just might be President. She’s the type.”
“I would totally endorse Hillary to become a political leader. She has the aspect of the head in heaven and the feet on the ground. She listens very well. She has that all-encompassing feeling towards the world that she shows with her arms and hands. She has a positive and cheerful effect on people. And she dresses perfectly: elegant enough and casual enough. And I think she’d be fine. Mayor now; maybe President in the future. More power to her!”
My mother, Dr. Pearl M. Sampson, sang the role of Micaëla in Bizet’s Carmen with the Chicago Lyric Opera in the mid-1920s. This was during the time she was attending medical school in Chicago. My son, Reid, found this on the Internet: Dame Joan Sutherland “Je dis que rien ne m’épouvante” Micaëla’s aria in Bizet’s Carmen
My maternal grandmother, Eldora Thankful Sampson (nee: Hill; b 1866, d 1953) loved to go and watch race cars race and horses race. This was probably in the 1920s, in either Creston or Monroe, Iowa. I’m still surprised that my grandmother so enjoyed watching race cars. She was so dignified and quite. It didn’t seem like her.
My first-born, Reid, thought it might have been because she liked the excitement of watching the fastest things on Earth in the 1920s (horses and cars), with multiple competitors all racing toward a finish line.