Today, I just realized, is the 50th anniversary of my very first piano lesson.
How do I know that? My father carefully wrote 'June 4th, 1959' on my first lesson book, that I retained for years.
I'm finally beginning to make some progress in my playing. Must keep practicing.
Thank you, Miss Catlin - she was my teacher for many years, and I still vividly remember staring at the weird blood vessels that snaked across the backs of her hands.
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Mazel Tov! I wish I had made as good use of my piano lessons as you have of yours.
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