I went to a concert Sunday afternoon.
The main performers were two ladies that are the grand ladies of keyboard music in my little town in the down left corner of Idaho.
One was in her mid 80’s and had played the organ at the Methodist church for 50 years, until she broke a leg! The other lady was in her early 70’s. She still is playing the organ for the Presbyterian Church!
These two ladies played 4 hands on one piano, they plaid on two pianos and they played together on the pipe organ. At one point they were both playing the organ with four hands and four feet.
Along the way the older lady’s son played the Cello. I recognized his hame. He played his cello for my 3rd daughter’s wedding a very long time ago. Daughter was taking cello lessons from him and we all liked the idea of a solo cello as the music for the ceremony.
He had his PhD, but in English, but was young and not out of graduate school too long. He was teaching part time at the local college.
After the concert I visited with him for a bit.
“You played at my daughter’s wedding.”
“What was her name?” I told him.
“I remember her. She was one of my cello students and she was a joy to work with.”
That was about 30 years ago and he remembered. He has been teaching English at Idaho State University on the other side of the state for these intervening years.
I am double glad I went to the concert!
It was a great afternoon.