In memory of the most eclectic and transcendently beautiful woman, my grandmother June Clark. A concert pianist at age 16, her legacy leaves behind hundreds of loving piano students, myself included. Her gift of music taught me the piano, but also how to communicate with music as a universal language. Each chord an unspoken word, each melody a sentence. Her life was a song that ended yesterday, but her spirit will forever play in my heart and through my own music. Im going where the sun keeps shining Through the pouring rain Im going where the weather suits my clothes Banking off of the north east winds Sailing on a summer breeze And skipping over the ocean like a stone.
Posted on: Mon, 20 Jan 2014 15:36:20 +0000