Two of our grandsons are learning to play the piano. It is a great family tradition — my late father Jack Wolfowitz, lost his father at the age of 14. He and his entire family were musically talented – his sisters and mother taught piano to local children – and he was a fabulous musician. So he started a band to help support the family, and then had a number of bands which played at various nightclubs where he was too young to be a patron but not too young to be a musician! He became one of the most well known general surgeons in South Africa but never forgot the joy of music. Growing up, every weekend my home was full of music – my dad played the piano and friends of my parents joined in by singing and dancing – every Sunday night was a party. I learned too – taught by my aunt Essie – but after 10 years of playing didn’t keep it up – I still play by ear – but not much. Such wonderful happy memories. Our oldest grandson Jack is named after my father and he and his brother Jonah are beginner players. Here they are all dressed up for a Halloween concert – Jonah is running for president – who knows maybe one day he will – and Jack is the mad scientist. Fun to watch – and fills me with memories.
