It was a Steinway baby grand. But it didn't get much play. Mostly it just sat there, at least once my sister stopped taking lessons. But that didn't make it any less important to the memories of my childhood. For it was here that my dad occasionally wandered. And while I am sure he was not the most accomplished musician, to my ear he never missed a note. He could, so I imagined, do anything he set his mind to. He had been the best in academics, best in athletics, best in his professional life. So why would I think he would be anything less as a piano man.
The Piano Man
The Piano Man
The Piano Man
It was a Steinway baby grand. But it didn't get much play. Mostly it just sat there, at least once my sister stopped taking lessons. But that didn't make it any less important to the memories of my childhood. For it was here that my dad occasionally wandered. And while I am sure he was not the most accomplished musician, to my ear he never missed a note. He could, so I imagined, do anything he set his mind to. He had been the best in academics, best in athletics, best in his professional life. So why would I think he would be anything less as a piano man.