Entering the rare air of Juilliard was an intense transition for a public school kid from the Deep South.
I met David, who at that time was studying piano, soon after I arrived at school. He was one of the real ones — one of the students that possessed a vast foundation of knowledge and skills that made me often feel like a fraud. And while many fellow students were aloof, scared, or simply too focused to be friendly and kind, David always was.
