I love to play the piano. I will be forever grateful to my parents for giving me lessons. When I was about 9 or 10, my grandfather bought me a Wurlitzer and used to drive me to my piano lessons in Portchester, NY. My teacher was my grandfather’s cousin, who was a graduate of Julliard. Lessons were held the living room of a beautiful, old Tudor-styled house, on a grand piano that took up most of the space. She was a wonderful teacher, and I studied with her until I was 12.
We moved upstate and I continued with my piano lessons with various teachers until I was in my early 20’s. I learned to play pretty well. I will always be forever grateful for those lessons, they taught me to appreciate all kinds of music and to be able to read music and sight sing. To this day, I can still sit down at the keyboard and play “Fur Elise”. Not something to take for granted.