The Grammy Guy

The sound of silence in James Cruz‘ apartment is deafening. “Do you mind if I put on some music?” he pleads rather than asks. Photo by Nancy A. Ruhling James fine-tunes the sounds on recordings. His apartment — home to him, his wife, Melissa, their 5-year-old son, Henry, and 11-month-old daughter, Stella, and thousands of CDs and vinyl records — is just too damn quiet for him to think even with a full cup of coffee in hand. James, a Grammy-winning mastering engineer, is used to listening to supersized speakers screaming at the top of their woofers and tweeters. Listening…

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The Sneakers in the Sky

I live around the corner from a private high school. If I ever need to be reminded of this fact, all I have to do is look up in the sky. Photo by Nancy A. Ruhling Are they lonely at the top? There, dangling dangerously on the high wires of the telephone poles, are sneakers strung up like Christmas tree lights. They look as though they’re running away. From what, I don’t know. I can’t help but wonder why the shoes were so callously tossed to the sky. I suspect it has something to do with marking …

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