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When I was in middle school, my mother signed me up for piano lessons at our church. I took lessons for about a year or so, and then quit after we got our first video game system in the late 1980s. But I learned the basics, including learning my scales and how to read music. Even though I stopped taking lessons, I continued to take my old piano books, open up to page one, and just play through to the end of the book on the piano in our apartment.
I have some incredible stories of things that have happened to me solely because I play the piano. I accompanied amazing students as they sang in talent shows. I walked into a hotel lobby I’ve never been in before, saw a piano, and played for the folks in the lobby for a couple hours. I even walked into a swanky…
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