I was hungry so I went to the hotel restaurant. None other than Maestro Zubin Mehta invited me to his table and bought my ravioli. “Joe”, he said expansively, “ Everybody has been so worried about you. How did you ever find your way back?” We chatted over pasta for about a half an hour. The maestro was charming and locquacious. I was amazed that he even knew my name! (Substitutes in an orchestra feel anonymous and invisible).
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I was feeling like a “celebrity” until I ran into Jimmy Chambers, personnel manager and legendary first horn player in the Philharmonic (until 1969). He was a great musician and always honest with people. He had great integrity. I didn’t enjoy what he had to say, though.
He looked at me with his deep set blue eyes and said, “Joe, there is no excuse for what you did. What you did was unprofessional . You acted like a child!” Mr. Chambers was right, of course!
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