It all started with a little red toy piano.

I was three years old. I received a red toy piano for my birthday.

I can't describe how fascinated I was with this little instrument. It was as if this toy was calling to me.

I really wanted a teacher. Of course, being a child in the 1960s (oops - now you can guess how old I really am!) meant that no one would take on a child that young.

On top of that, my dad was in the military - and overseas in the Vietnam War. Not a good time. My parents were not particularly musical. They were very PRACTICAL. Being in the military meant moving around. Pianos were big and heavy at that time.