On January 1, 1995 I got up at 4:00 a.m. to catch a shuttle bus to the airport. The temperature was around 2 degrees below zero in Minneapolis. About twelve hours later I was standing, for the first time in my life, in the southern hemisphere in Lima, Peru, temperature around 75 degrees.
I had known for several months that I, along with two other teachers from the MacPhail Center for the Arts, would be going to South America for three weeks.. In Lima and Santiago, Chile, we would be working with teachers and students at two different summer Suzuki festivals…
