I can always make music. I always have done. Even as an obedient kid, rather be outside playing baseball, hiking through the abandoned quarry, mom and dad wanted me to play music. Mom more than dad because she didn’t care how much a secondhand piano would cost…

So, I took lessons from the guy who played piano and organ at the Catholic church.

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