There's a daily section in our local paper called "Looking Back." Featured are local news stories from 100, 50, and 25 years ago on each days date. Usually accompanied by a picture from the past. Being born, raised and still living in this town, that's one part of the paper (after the Obits) I read first thing every morning. Well, imagine my surprise this morning when I opened the paper and went to the "Looking Back" section. There was a picture of an accordion band at a recital on June 12, 1953. I have a copy of this picture in an old scrap book, because I was in that group. I remember this evening well. I was so shy...so intimidated by having to play a solo piece. I did well with the group and in my own home but not out there on the stage by myself. So where am I? I'm in the middle row, second from the right, with black shoes & no socks~ my mother was furious because I took my socks off backstage, I wanted to be cool. The gal sitting to my left went to the same high school that I did and we used to joke about our days in this accordion band.
I don't have that beautiful red accordion anymore, sold it for $25 back in the mid 1960's when as a single mom...when I once needed the money worse than the accordion. But years later, my former husband & I were at the local Swap Meet and there was a little lady there with a small sized 120 bass accordion for sale and he bought it for me. I still have that accordion and frequently get it out and play it. In fact on our recent road trip, I bought a large stack of accordion music at a Thrift Store in Carson City, NV.
Today I am actually going to leave the house and do some shopping. I've been home bound for several days (after spending $40 filling up my car) just puttering around here, listing stuff on eBay and going thru boxes of stuff. I feel since I'm not working and on a fixed income I have to make a tank of gas last a month. No extra running around allowed.