School massacre hits close to Scott’s home
The massacre in Newtown, Conn., really hit close to home when my wife’s brother, Wes Brown, an esteemed jazz musician and music professor who lives in Amherst, Mass., sent her an alarming text message last week with the worst kind of news.
A fellow musician’s daughter, Ana MarquezGreene, just 6 years old, was killed with 19 other innocent children and six teachers at the Sandy Hook Elementary School, Wes wrote. vou see Wes, a very talented instrumentalist and vocalist who’s visited our Melrose Park home on several occasions with his own musically gifted children, had sometimes performed with Ana’s father, Jimmy Greene, an acclaimed saxophonist and music professor, too.
Jimmy, a Hartford, Conn., native and his wife, Nelba Marquez-Greene, who grew up in Puerto Rico, are graduates of the rniversity of Hartford. They are beyond devastated and so is their son, Isaiah, a third-grader who escaped the carnage at the school. vet, they have received sustenance from the memory of their beloved Ana, a very pretty, ginger-toned girl with a contagious smile, exuding exceptional spirituality and unadulterated love.
Isaiah, in fact, was extremely close to his sister who was so talented musically, but most notably, extraordinarily empathetic, leaving joyous notes of appreciation under the pillows of her parents — and not just for special occasions. The love that Ana received, she returned with remarkable angelic intensity. A recording of the sister and brother has appeared all over the Web and on television since the tragedy, seated at a piano and singing the church hymn, “Come Thou Almighty King,” an especially potent message during this holiday season.
Father Jimmy had even composed a very moving jazz song in Ana’s name for an album or LP that he produced a few years back. I listened to its deep sSLULWuDOLWy fiOOHG wLWK soaring saxophone melodies that represented little Ana’s boundless love of life and her family, rePLQGLQJ PH RI D EuWWHUfly fluWWHULQJ RQ SuIIs RI wLQG in sunny, clear-blue skies. vet, there is a certain profoundness and cerebral message that must lead to urgent action.
First, no matter how much a tragedy like this hurts, Ana’s song and life implores us to NOT hate the killer for his terrible deeds. In fact, we must seek to understand the torment that drove him to kill so many innocent children and their heroic teachers. The mentally ill simply must be given much better access to effective and long-lasting treatment programs.
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Meanwhile, the stomachturning electronic games of PuUGHU DQG SHUYHUsH fiOPs on television and in theaters have infected our society, most notably our children, to incomprehensible depths. Adam Lanza, according to recent media reports, isolated himself in his room for hours playing “shooting” games and abhorred even the human touch. The deleterious media impact on such psychologically fragile people is clearly monstrous. On top of that, a very recent report indicates Adam was enraged that his mother Nancy, whom he killed before turning the high-powered weapons on the school victims and himself Dec. 14, planned to commit him to a mental facility.
I wonder if Adam’s mother had acted earlier and focused more on exposing her son to positive music and spirituality, instead of guns, if they would be alive today as well as Ana and the other souls. In so many sad ways, there was no REAL music in Adam Lanza’s life. Perhaps, now, wherHYHU AGDP Ls, KH FDQ fiQDOOy be touched by Ana’s song.
In fact, Ana’s family earlier sent out these telling words about their darling child who is now free to the heavens after funeral services on Saturday, Dec. 22: “In a musical family, her gift for melody, pitch and rhythm stood out remarkably. And she never walked anywhere — her mode of transportation was dance. She danced from room to room and place to place,” the family wrote. “She danced to all the music she heard, whether in air or in her head. Ana loved her God, loved to read the Bible and loved to sing and dance as acts of worship.”
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Don ‘Ogbewii’ Scott, a Melrose Park resident, can be reached at dscott9703@aol. com.
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