Isn’t this beautiful? My husband has been taking guitar lessons for about a year, and his teacher, Dr. Smoot, wrote an arrangement for him and our son to play together. So they were practicing in the living room and our daughter came in and looked in the piano bench for something in the same key. I got all teary. Had to eat another piece of candy.
It’s my recollection that I bought the piano in 1965 when I was a graduate student at the University of Illinois. Which would make it 50 years old. So I looked around and found a photo.
We had some great food, all prepared by my daughter, but she hasn’t sent the photos yet (she was having a contest with her sister in law in Colorado). All I have are the pies. For only 5 people, that’s a lot of pie. Hers are always very artistic.
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