Day 78 - Piano

I love this picture because it shows me happily playing the piano... or at least messing around on the piano.  It was around this period of time... age 10 or 11, that I remember my siblings hollering at me a lot, to STOP playing! Over the years I have had so much enthusiasm for the instrument, that it is an amazing thing... that I play so poorly. 

Memories of Lessons: Age 7, I was nervous riding my bike to Grinnell College for my first lesson with Dr. Goodbro.  I got lost and cried. But he was gentle and kind and I was in awe of his 2 grand pianos.  At age 15 I begged my parents to let me take lessons again. My friend Jenny and I took lessons together from Mrs. Dixie Bullock.  Her name sort of amused us, but it was Ms. B's  growling stomach that gave Jenny and me giggle fits, in the middle of our duets.