NYT-1201: STATE OF THE ART A Thermostat That's Clever, Not ...
NYT-1201: STATE OF THE ART A Thermostat That's Clever, Not ...
NYT-1201: STATE OF THE ART A Thermostat That's Clever, Not ...
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for the talent, shares a few unprintable thoughts<br />
, and turns to play a soulful take of “Come Back t<br />
o Sorrento.”<br />
“I got to be Boyd,” he says, as aides scrape the r<br />
emnants of pork fried rice from plastic dinner pla<br />
tes. “If I die Boyd, I’m still Boyd.”<br />
Mr. Dunlop arrived at the brown-brick nursing home<br />
nearly four years ago, a strong-willed but slight<br />
ly bent half-note. He had 50 cents in his pocket,<br />
too much sugar in his blood, and a need to be arou<br />
nd others. He liked to sit in the lobby and greet<br />
people, especially the women.<br />
After a while, Mr. Dunlop let it be known that he<br />
was a musician. This did not distinguish him in a<br />
place where someone might claim to be a retired co<br />
ncert violinist or President Obama’s mother, and,<br />
in the first case at least, be telling the truth.<br />
Also, music here usually meant something to be end<br />
ured — the weekly sing-along, say, with a resident<br />
armed with his own electric keyboard.<br />
The broken cafeteria piano was a tease that Mr. Du<br />
nlop could not resist. He played when no one else<br />
was around, between meals, early and late. He lear<br />
ned how to dodge the piano’s flaws, how to elongat<br />
e the good notes and suffocate the bad.<br />
<strong>Not</strong>hing like his music had been heard in these cle<br />
anser-scented halls. The sounds of Boyd, including<br />
the occasional yowl, would flow from the empty ca<br />
feteria to greet Kate Wannemacher, the director of<br />
nursing, as she arrived early in the morning. “He<br />
plays right out of his heart,” she says.<br />
Life kept time to a nursing home’s beat. Breakfast<br />
lunch dinner, breakfast lunch dinner, with occasi<br />
onal riffs of bingo, sing-alongs, insulin shots, p<br />
aranoia, and more bingo. Mr. Dunlop had his bellic<br />
ose moments, but mostly he was charming away in th