Six weeks ago, in the middle of a recital in Miami, pianist Anton Kuerti had a health episode that landed him in intensive care.
Since then, everyone around him has enforced a strict silence regarding his condition and even his whereabouts. I’ve been checking in regularly and getting no response. Over the weekend, I tried again, and was told Kuerti, “is stable and getting the best of care.”
It’s a silence that, I think it’s safe to say, speaks volumes about the internationally respected and loved 75-year-old’s situation.
Isn’t it strange how, in certain fields and by people of a certain age, letting people know how someone they care about very much is doing is still considered inappropriate?
John Terauds