Monday, June 25, 2012

Peter's Scholarship Presentation Speech

Once again, we survived what has become the most difficult week of the year for us. It began with the anniversary of Emma's death on June 17th which, this year, collided with Father's Day. After that, we had Awards night at both of our town's high schools, where we present the scholarships we established in Emma's memory; our wedding anniversary; and Emma's birthday. For Peter, he had the added stress of the end of school and a moving up ceremony for his graduating 5th graders. It is a week filled with joyful memories and unimaginable sadness. It is a week that reminds us that we are surviving, and a week that highlights that things will never be the same. 

I wanted to share Peter's presentation speech. It speaks for itself:

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Hello, I’m Peter von Euler, and this is my wife Nancy.

 It’s ironic that I’m here presenting a music scholarship award.  If anyone asks me, I usually say, “I’m not particularly musical,” or, “I don’t really have a great ear,” or, “I could never carry a tune.”  It’s also ironic because my daughter, Emma had everything that I lacked. 

In creating this scholarship, my wife, my daughter, and hundreds of family members and friends are trying to continue Emma’s music legacy where she left off.  Before we present the scholarship that bears her name, I hope you’ll allow me to make a plea. 

My plea is for you to never say the things about yourself that I just said a few moments ago.  Don’t ever say you’re not musical.  Music is about bringing different notes together to create a sound that moves people to smile, to dance, to cry, or find peace.   Most importantly music is about pulling different sounds together and creating harmony.  I could easily hear my daughter’s musical talents when she sang or played the flute, but I may have missed her most important musical gift.   She accepted people.  She celebrated differences.  She loved the quirky, the unconventional, the disconnected, and she often brought them together in a beautiful way.  I’m striving for that kind of musicality in my life.

Don’t say, “I don’t have a good ear.”  Maybe I don’t have perfect pitch, as some say my daughter had, but that doesn’t mean I can’t train my ear.  I can listen for subtle notes of trouble or struggle in someone else’s voice.  I can say, “How are you doing?” and insert a rest, leaving room for an honest reply.

Don’t say, “I can’t carry a tune.”  When Emma died by suicide just five days short of her 17th birthday, I lost my voice.  I was rendered mute by shame at how she died, by guilt at what I could have done, by fear that I might never be happy again.  In the three years since Emma died, my wife has helped me find my voice.  She stunned me by singing part of her eulogy at Emma’s memorial service.  She then started writing down all of the beautiful memories from Emma’s life and sharing them in a public blog.  She wrote, I refuse to allow Emma, or our lives together, to be defined by [her last] desperate act.”   In effect, she echoed the lines we hear sung so movingly at Relay for Life every year, “I will remember you,” and, “Weep not for the memories.”  She has shown me how to carry that tune.

In these past three years, the broader tune we have tried to carry is that we should strive to be a musical community. Though we may sound different notes in race, religion, opinion, or sexual orientation, we all need to work toward harmony.  Our goal was never uniformity or perfect agreement.  That makes for a boring song. Instead, our goal is to become part of some bigger composition that holds together beautifully.    To appreciate some music, and some people, you have to stop and listen.  You may have to get used to a new and unfamiliar sound.  Usually, if you listen openly, your ear can find something to appreciate, even in a piece that challenges you or makes you uncomfortable.  Here’s a challenging note, but one we hope you’ll try to carry forward:  mental illness is a legitimate health issue that you cannot and should not try to solve alone. It must stop being a cause for shame.  Please carry that refrain with you as you move on from this school.

The Emma Jane von Euler Music Scholarship is awarded each year to a Fairfield high school senior who is planning to continue his or her study of music in college. Candidates for this scholarship demonstrate not only a talent and love for music, but also a kind and generous spirit and a desire to help and inspire others. This year we’re thrilled to present the scholarship to someone who has shown that she [he] can make beautiful music in many ways.  Congratulations, Danielle Cupp [Sam Warnick].

4 comments:

  1. Peter, you have indeed found you voice and it is clear and strong and beautiful. May all our voices join together to sing new songs, ones that surprise and delight us. Shame and guilt have no place in our composition; may you and your family leave those discordant notes forever and sing with joy. You deserve that, Peter. With love and understanding, Betty

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  2. Oh my, Peter. You've really done it, here. Your words are incredibly poignant, strong, meaningful and, well, just brilliant in every way. My daughter, Rebecca, asked to use all or portions of this speech in her own middle school music classroom in Brooklyn. I would also like to post it on my FB page, if you will permit. I am fairly sure that I could not ever write such important words and string these thoughts together so eloquently and, thank the Universe and you for doing so for the rest of us. I know that Emma is totally approving and proud and moved.
    Ever grateful to have known and taught dearest Emma.
    Adrianne

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  3. Adrianne, Peter would be proud to have you post his speech and have Rebecca use it with her class. Thank you. Love to you. - Nancy

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    1. Thank you, Nancy. Done. And his message is spreading fast via FB. I think of you all and Emma all the time.
      Much love to all of you,
      Adrianne

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