My Musical Heritage

In 1974 my mom was the 3rd Place Winner in the Relief Society Short Story Contest for her story, "From Milk to Music." It was subsequently published in the February 1975 Ensign. "From Milk to Music" is the fictionalized account of how my great-grandmother milked cows and sold the milk to neighbors during the Great Depression in order to save money for a piano so her daughters could learn to accompany the hymns at church. This is part of my musical heritage. This is part of why I bought a piano last week.
Although I took piano lessons for about eight years of my childhood, I don't really play the piano. I regret quitting before I really got any good at it. Because of those piano lessons though, I know how to read music, and I can pick out at least the melody of many hymns and Primary songs. But I didn't buy the piano for me. I bought the piano so I can pass on my musical heritage to my boys.
The funny thing is, Jeff has been giving me a hard time about how he really didn't have a choice when I asked him if I could spend money on a piano. But guess who sat down and played with it for 45 minutes after we got it in the house. And guess who found the sheet music for Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata" on the Internet, printed it, and was trying to pick it out when I came home from the gym this morning.