don't have much time for it any more, but was raised in a household that believed that music was second only to breathing. dad started me on harmonica when i was under a year old, and i "got" a small accordion for a baby shower gift. started piano when i turned 5, accordion when i turned 7, clarinet when i was 10, voice when i turned 5, organ when i was 11, guitar when i was 18, banjo when i was 45, keyboard when i was 40. finally took a course in piano tuning, restoration, and repair when i was 31, so i could tune all the darned things sitting in the house. sure wish i had time to really master them all, but, hey--scripture says "make a joyful noise", not "be perfect in everything you try!" we all make musical noise now, of one kind or another. hubby plays guitar, mandolin, banjo. eldest, piano/voice. middle, piano, accordion, violin, voice. youngest, voice, guitar, accordion. we are just a bunch of music geeks. and my folks were right. music is second only to breathing.