2017 Sept 17: Learning the Organ
Teenage years are frequently a time of rebellion, and I was no exception. My mother was a Brahms, Tchaikowski nut, and she played that music on our stereo throughout my childhood. When I was 14 or so mom found a music teacher who would come to the house (being a single working mother, this was a logistical necessity). He was a professor of music at the local CSU and made an exception about home lessons for me. At the opportune time he started me on the Bach Two Part Inventions (written specifically for students) and I was hooked. So my teenage peers were coming home with Grateful Dead LPs, while I played Bach fugues on the piano for hours! Oh, the scandal! (Actually, it was somewhat.)