Musical memories...

I don't know if I ever mentioned it before but my husband majored in eduction while in college. As part of his studies he had to take a music class. I look back and laugh over this because the instrument that he had to learn to play was the recorder. The sound of him tooting away for hours on end will never fade from my memory. There is no way the sounds he produced will ever be confused with the you might find elsewhere. His music had a sad and humble sound that I don't believe anyone else could replicate. Thankfully his interest in playing music ended with that class but the memory of his music will forever linger.