The following is written by my deceased wife Elaine. She really wrote a long book, a diary, from which this is a passage:
More about teaching
Shortly after Dave’s keyboard board appeared, a young man with a black leather jacket rode on his motorcycle to inquire about buying a month of piano lessons for his wife for Mother’s Day. She had a two-writer electric organ for her (about the size of a toy piano), and he said that if she enjoyed studying music, he would buy her a piano.
The lessons of the month progressed very well, and he went piano-shopping without his wife and eventually bought her an electronic organ instead of a piano, and she was happy that she had her own instrument and praised her husband’s thoughtfulness. I consider the gift of this husband as a beautiful love story.
Towards the end of the past year we lived in Warrenton (1977), I had a big recital and I kept all the letters of students and parents then known that we would move. We moved the keyboard with us to Union to the front of the studio for the years I gave there. It was only leveled on one Halloween!
About Education:
A tutor who had tried a whistle tried to learn two young teachers at Toot. The two said to the tutor: “Is it harder to TOOT, or to guide two teachers to TOOT?”
– Anonymously
If I had written that, I think I would have remained anonymous.
In 1982 I joined the Alderson, West Virginia Music Club that met monthly with the houses of members. We had a good time to play music for each other and enjoyed refreshments and a good conversation with Kindred Souls. I made new friends in this group and enjoyed every meeting to “The Day the Music Dood” a few years later. (That sentence came from a popular issue of the sixties, I think.)
In Union I have played electronic organs or pump organes (the nearest pipe organs are all in Lewisburg) and pianos in different churches for services; Baptist, methodist and Episcopal. The words and melodies of hymns have always been important and interesting for me. Poetry has been a lifelong pleasure for me, and of course Hymne verses poetry!
I collect hymn books and I love them all. A large, hard coverage, formed note called hymnbook Original holy harp Reminds of beautiful evenings in John Shortridge’s in Aldie, Virginia. A harpsichord builder where friends often gathered to sing four -part hymns from these books, a Capella.
I have a paperback Catholic hymnbook, Today Missal: Music Issue 1982, When we visited a historic church in the West; A stack of the hymn books was on a bank with an invitation for visitors to take one, and there was a box available for donations. I was especially interested in one of the hymns, at the time unknown to me, Lord of the Dance (1963) and recently found it in one of the newest kerkhymnals used in the Union.
Poetry is the expression of genuine thought; Singing is the long -term expression of that expression.
– attributed to the Chinese emperor.
To continue …
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About the author: RD Blakeslee (1931 – 2024) built his assets by only investing in which can be enjoyed during acquisition and during life, in contrast to papers in a drawer, such as shares and bonds. You can read more about him here.
Photos: Courtiness of the Blakeslee family
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