Sunday, September 13, 2015

My View #93 - The Violin

My favourite musical instrument is the violin. Next in line, piano and flute, were very much involved in my life, we were a very musically involved family. We all loved to sing.


A violin is made of ebony wood, strings and pegs, wood, mostly made in Italy many years ago. When I was ten years old my Father handed me his violin and said, "Here, Let, hold this, like this, and hold the bow too." I did as he said, and I said, "Oh, Dad! Can I learn to play it? Oh please, Dad," and he said, "If we can find a teacher." I was so happy, and soon Paul Knapper, a Russian, was my teacher. I loved it. My Dad was a good player.

It is very hard on everyone's ears to listen to violin students practice, poor Mom. Me, and two years later, Eddie was learning too, 3 violins in one family, also Mary on piano and Charlie on flute. Ow, heck, I bet we nearly drove her bonkers. Poor Mom, she had the patience of a saint, my lovely Mom.

The world famous Fritz Kreisler was my hero, when I heard "Rosemarie," a wonderful, elusive, spine-tingling piece of music, played by him. I heard it recently on the radio and my feelings were the same, "all goosebumps."

The last time I played a violin was in Ilford at Jack and Blanche's house, near London, England, in 1945.

Bye-bye.

Letty
October 8, 2007

Letty kept her childhood violin for many years, and had it repaired for the visit of another violinist, then sixteen-year old Jane Gregory from Huddersfield. Jane pronounced it "definitely not a Stradivarius," but we had fun listening to her anyway. A few years later, Mom sold the violin to a music shop.

Her and my father's love of music was evident in my childhood home, too. My brother and I both took piano lessons and we both still sing.

Sadly we have no photos of Letty with her violin.