I’m Not What I Used to Be
Even if my life depended on it, I couldn’t tell you what I played for my first piano recital; I have absolutely no clue. I do, however, remember what my friend Lynnel played. She and I took lessons with the same teacher, in the same two-hour block, so I’d listen as she practiced her piece. Sometimes, when I got bored with waiting for my turn to play during the lesson, I’d get up and dance to the music she made….