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I have so many stories to choose from…the husky that sang along to my playing…the time I skipped 8 bars while playing a solo with orchestra…the balancing act featuring “The Wind”….No, I think I have a more recent story. About 2-3 weeks ago, I had just finished teaching and was on the train heading to a gig with a band I play with called “Nautilus”. I was at the train stop just before the one I had to get off at and was standing near the doors with my violin leaning against my leg. Then suddenly, as the doors were closing, a man in a grey hooded jumper grabbed hold of my violin and leapt off the train, the doors closing behind him. Very well timed if I do say so myself.
I’m sure you can imagine how much I panicked. I no longer cared that I had a gig in half an hour. My violin, my livelihood, had just been snatched from me and I could not just run after the thief. I promptly called the police and made a report and when I got to the next station took another train back to where the man had been and went and talked to station staff. I didn’t believe I was going to have much hope with finding it, it was peak hour and very crowded. I described the blue case it was in and the man who had taken it and after talking to a few people, a train director said that they had seen the man just get on a train heading north! The staff made phone calls to all of the stations that the trains would stop and discovered that there were some transit police officers getting on that train. Now, while the staff were doing all of this, I had been searching around the station area unaware that the man had left on a train, and after about an hour of searching, I got a phone call from a police officer saying that they had intercepted the thief and told me where they were.

What an experience! I had to make a police report and everything! The thief tried to tell them that my violin had fallen and he had caught it but wasn’t able to give my violin back to me because the doors were closed. I thought I was going to have to testify against him in court or something but the police said it wouldn’t be necessary and I got my violin back within the next 15 minutes. I was incredibly lucky. I had missed my gig, but I also had my violin back and the chances of that happening so quickly had seemed impossible.

That’s my violin story! I’m not sure if that was what you were after but I thought it would be more interesting than how I ended up playing the violin…which I don’t remember much haha