You Can’t March With a Piano

I have always wanted to learn to play the piano.  From the time I was little, I thought this would be fun and something I would enjoy all my life.  At my grandma’s house in Black Earth, she had a piano player.  My dad would sit at it and play “The Wild Irish Rose” and The Old Rugged Cross”.  I don’t remember having the opportunity to play this piano as we were kids and it was thought that we might break something or whatever.  Probably our plunking would just annoy everyone. Continue reading