It was June of 1986, I was a high school graduate, with a future brighter than ever, and I was ready to take on the world. At eighteen years old I knew exactly what I wanted to do with my life—be a music teacher. I was intelligent, motivated, and had all the makings of a true …
It was dark and cold in that hole. In reality, the hole was not that deep. However, to a four year old kid, it might as well have been an abyss. I cannot remember ever being anymore afraid in my life. There was some construction being done in front of our house, and right outside the front …
Irving Berlin never learned to read or write music. He hummed or sang his songs to a secretary who wrote them down in musical notation. His name was Helmy Kresa, a songwriter in his own right. Mr. Kresa’s was the first published arrangement of “All of Me,” written by Gerald Marks and Seymour Simons. Mr. …
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