Musings and Memoir

An Interlude

I was 19 or 20, in college, when I showed enough competence to pass an introductory piano class. I was about to turn 40 when I got a keyboard to learn on at

I’m naturally a planner, but life gets busy for all of us, and this year I had some shopping to do on the Saturday before Christmas. I waited until I thought mall

In one of the suburban houses I grew up in, my bedroom was on the second floor overlooking a cul-de-sac. Across from the cul-de-sac was a barren field, and beyond that was a