As if physical injury in November, car wrecked in December, global pandemic lockdown onset in March, racism violence everywhere in May and June, as if this weren’t enough – we were hit, perhaps I should say bashed, with personal tragic news this week. Our great-niece, Makayla, just turned 12, died on Tuesday afternoon, June 23. Having been born with a congenital heart problem, those 12 years were hard-won. I won’t publish the whole medical history, suffice to say that she was an extremely brave little girl and deserved a longer life. We have a picture of her at age 5 or so, standing with hands on her hips and a “don’t mess with me” expression on her face. We were looking forward to her growing up and taking on the world. We’ll miss her immensely.
OK, Universe – NO MORE BASHING.
Better times will come. My broken arm is healed and my range of motion is coming along nicely. There will eventually be a vaccine for COVID-19. People everywhere are having the conversations about racism that must be had. Grief will diminish to manageable. And as long as there is a human race, there will be music.
Adrian Dee, flutist, composer 
Dear Adrian and Bernadette, What a terrible year. I am so sorry to hear of Makaya’s death. So sad to hear that she had so little time in the world. Sending love from Seattle, Karen & Bizzie
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