Well, I think I said something about my parents' neighbor having a stroke. She passed away this morning. They've been living across the street from my parents since 1959. Marian was an elementary music teacher and a piano teacher. When I was about 5 I called her and asked her if she would teach me to play the piano. I hadn't asked my mom first, but when I did, she said yes. So that's how I learned to play. There were a couple times at Christmas when their family came to our house. Her daughter played the piano and we had enough to have two people sing each part of the Messiah. We didn't do all of it, but it was a lot of fun. Far from perfect, but it seemed ok. I have so many good memories about her. She will be missed.