Spirit Day at Normandy Senior High 1975

  The day we all ran for our lives!

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The Embarrassing Question

  My piano teacher at 14 was our next door neighbor, Mrs. Bohn.  She was a concert pianist with strong, shortish hands and medium pointy fingers.  She smoked cigarettes heavily and drank Coca-Cola like it was going out of style.  She was a big woman with a confident, outgoingness to match her very loud husky…

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Fly Little Birdy

This is a stark lesson of playing by ear.  When you’re done taking lessons and know your chords, you’ll settle down on a comfy perch atop your plateau of skill. You aren’t seeking out advanced courses in styling or other courses and maybe don’t have the time.  You ‘re satisfied with how you play but…

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