My Dad loved his accordion. He acquired it before I was born I think. He insisted we kids come listen when he thought he had mastered a piece. He stopped insisting we listen when my younger sister started screaming when he opened the instrument case. We are a family of critics.I would resume listening if I could get him back.
My Dad loved his accordion. He acquired it before I was born I think. He insisted we kids come listen when he thought he had mastered a piece. He stopped insisting we listen when my younger sister started screaming when he opened the instrument case. We are a family of critics.I would resume listening if I could get him back.