This is a fun story (even if nothing should come of it). Early Thursday, when the Symphony was nearly done, I wrote to Stephen Symchych, a violinist who has played some Henningmusick in times past, to share the (imminent) news, and to ask if he knew any conductor(s) who might be interested. He mentioned two (one of whom has decamped to the west coast).
Friday night, the Greater Boston Choral Consortium had a "Speed Dating" networking event, and I had registered to attend as a member of Triad. Early Friday, I thought, I don't know just whom I might meet at this event; would it not be on the pathetic side if, when I say, "You know, I've just written a symphony," and the other party says, "Really? May I see it?" . . . on the pathetic side, if I don't have a copy with me?
So I brought two hard copies, not really expecting that there would be anyone to give either of them, but not wanting to be empty-handed. And lo! whom should I meet there, but the very conductor yet in the Boston area whom Stephen named in his message of Thursday. So, he was impressed by the fact that I had just written a symphony, and possibly further impressed by the fact that I had a score to pass across the table to him. He leafed a bit through it as the conversation went on, his face was not easy to read. When the bell rang to announce the next stage of the "Speed Dating," he closed the score respectfully, and started to proffer it towards me, but I welcomed him to take it with him and examine at his ease.
I followed up with an email message to the address available at his website. And . . . we shall see.
In chat with Charles Turner (the other Triad member there) immediately after, he said, Fortune favors the prepared. You were ready with that score.