From my parents I received a special gift
in Massachusetts and later in Colorado:
piano lessons. Expectations were to
to practice one hour of daily.
Our parents knew that music would
last a lifetime and be food for the soul.
Simultaneously spoken and unspoken,
music had a powerful impact on me.
My three sisters and I learned to be
organized and how to practice. As the
eldest, I was awakened at 5 AM to
practice one hour before school.
Grumblings soon arose that my piano
practice disturbed my sisters who wanted
more sleep. My Dad created a clever solution
by making a piece of wood to hold down the middle
pedal and thus dampen the sound.
Soon the decision was made to
purchase a second piano. Later
one of my sisters studied violin in
addition to piano. Summers were
filled with music emanating from
our open windows. Daily. Hours long.
Weekly lessons. Recitals too. Our
parents realized that starting children early
with music lessons is important. We
instinctively knew that we could play
well. We had high expectations. Practicing
long hours was a given. We applied the same
principles to school and college studies. We can
still sight read and play for enjoyment.
Music remains a pleasure to this day.