Musician

Music entered my life from day one, or maybe even before that. My mother either sang to me or she would put a stack of classical records on the victrola while I napped or went to bed for the night.

As far back as I can remember, every extended-family gathering included music. Before a meal, we sang grace. Using a wide variety of songs ranging from “Be present at our table Lord” to the Doxology, we, as stood in a circle with folded hands and sang grace, most of the time in four-part harmony. If it was someone’s birthday, then we sang the “Birthday Song” as well.

I sang with the Church Youth Choir starting in either kindergarten or first grade. Church Youth Choir rehearsal was part of Saturday Morning Choir School. It was on those Saturday mornings I learned much of my music theory in addition to practicing the music to be sung at the next scheduled church service. Church Youth Choir exposed me to choir trips to other churches in other communities a day’s bus ride away.

When it was time, I joined both the junior high school and high school choirs. Choir also found me participating in the school musicals. Music, for me, also included piano lessons starting when I was in third grade, and when the school district began the “Music In Our Schools” program for fifth and sixth grades, I learned to play the violin.

Church Youth Choir exposed me to choir trips to other churches in other communities a day’s bus ride away. Singing also found me in choir competitions through my school years and found my involved in making an album with my junior high school choir.

The piano led me to violin and playing with orchestras starting in seventh grade. As a high school sophomore, our orchestra participated in the International Youth Music Festival which took place that year in Copenhagen, Denmark.

These days, I consider myself a street-musician. Right now when the weather is warm enough and not raining, I play during First Fridays on the town square.