88 Keys are Calling Me Back

I began piano lessons at age four.  My cousin, Kay, gave lessons.  I had a bit of a gift, a natural ability to play and feel the music.  Two of the first pieces I learned were "Diane" and "Charmaine", singing along, much to my mother's chagrin, I fear.  Some folks get their emotions out by throwing ice cubes at the trunk of a tree; I sat down at the piano to bang out a tune and sing loudly to get the mad or sad out.  The hardest piece I ever learned was Bumble Boogie.  A Couple of my favorites will always be Indian Love Call and By the Sea. 

When I married Mike I gained a family that loved gathering around the piano to sing old favorites.  Memories of those times are the fondest of my life.

I've grown away from the piano in the last ten years.  I need to get back to it.  It fills and gentles my soul, it's good for my brain and fingers, and it provides a good role model for my son. . .to see that it's never too late to learn something new.