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Acrylic painting, “ House of Music, Levinson's, Medicine Hat " by Canadian artist, Theresa Eisenbarth

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House of Music, Levinson’s
Medicine Hat
12×16 inches

Like many kids living in the flats from a large Catholic family, we couldn’t afford regular music lessons.  Boy, did I bug my mom to take piano lessons.  She finally relented and I started taking music lessons once a week.  Yippee!

Levinson’s was the place to go for music books, instruments and song sheets.  The shopkeeper was very helpful to anyone showing an ounce of interest in playing an instrument.  I would run my hand over the stack of music books looking for a special piece I could tackle.  You see, we didn’t have a piano.  My mother had arranged for me to practice at Christ the King parish six blocks away on evenings and on Saturdays when there was no mass.  For a kid in Grade 7, I was determined to be the best musician around,  so  I could play for the church choir.  Or so I thought.  Winter set in and the walks to the church to keep up my rigorous music scales and weekly songs become fewer and fewer.  When I look back, I realize how selfish I was in thinking my mom could spare the $7 a week to pay the teacher.  I’m regularly reminded of her kindness when I send my own kids to piano lessons.  I realize that you actually had to practice and that music was a skill that didn’t pour out of you  just because you wanted to do it.