Just before Christmas sometime in the early '50s my parents sent my brother and me to the movies on a Saturday afternoon. When we returned to the house there was music coming from the living room. Our family gift that year was a television! And emanating from the miniscule speaker was Amahl and the Night Visitors. I will never forget it.
Thank you, Mr. Menotti, for your operas. Although you left us today, your music will live on.