When I was a child…
Lots of conversations begin with the above phrase at this time of year. It seems that the holiday traditions of our youth are the ones that stay most firmly in our minds. It’s easy to remember the positive from the past and find the present lacking in some way or another.
Music gained importance during December childhood years. We had practice for concerts at school. Extra rehearsals for a church program. Favorite records (yes, I’m that old) came out and filled the house with seasonal sounds as we cleaned and cooked and decorated. Even the music on the piano stand developed a holiday flair. And for either the good or bad, other family members would sing while either mother or I played the piano.
Popular December music. In the future too if you can trust the photo date. (I won’t.)