I play the piano and guitar. Took piano lessons for four years when I was very young, and then learned the rest on my own. I learned the guitar on my own too; one summer I was sent home sick from my summer job at a children's camp. My family were all at the cottage and there was no way to contact them. So I was 16, home alone, no money and nothing to do. My brother's guitar was hanging on the wall, and out of sheer loneliness/boredom, I took it down, started playing around, and then spent the rest of the summer playing everyone else's guitars back at the camp. Eventually I bought my own, and that guitar and I became so attached that we never went anywhere without each other for the next 20+ years!

Now my fingers are too soft to be able to play guitar well, but I still love to play the piano...bought myself a beautiful Yamaha piano with my inheritance money when Dad died.