

I have been looking and considering purchasing a keyboard piano since last year and finally purchased one a week ago. I took yesterday off as it was being delivered and Michael, of course, came right down after work to help me put it together.
Michael and I both took paino lessons as children from Mrs. Howell. She passed away from cancer and I transferred to a different teacher. When we moved to Utah I never took it back up.
Mrs. Howell was probably looking down from heaven shaking her head and hoping never to have to listen to me again. She was a very strict teacher (probably why she was so good). I remember once having not practiced a piece in one of my books and purposely leaving it in the car. When she asked me to play it I told her all innocently that I had left it in the car. She got up and went into her back room and brought out a copy of my book. I think she had every piano book available stored back there. I learned quickly that they did not work.
My mom is wanting to learn and is going to come down and use it and Michael may play on it as well. I need to find my old book. I kept it because I really like it and have seen it somewhere I just can't remember where. I also need to stop by Deseret Book and buy a hymn book. I'm excited - As a child I did not appreciate it as much as I do as an adult. I find it really relaxing.




