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A Morning Epiphany

This morning I was watching an episode of 48 Hours on ID  about a young woman who was killed in a car accident. She was young and beautiful and her parents were clearly devastated. There was some poignant. footage of the father playing Leroy Anderson's Forgotten Dreams on the piano while sitting in front of her portrait. He said he did it often, and every time he hoped that somewhere she could hear him.

It was very touching, and I thought he found a very healthy way to deal with his grief.

I was impressed with his playing. I have dabbled with a few musical instruments (guitar, banjo, theremin), but have never achieved mastery of any. As I watched him further, I occured to me that he probably got good at playing the piano because he didn't spend as much time watching TV as I did.

That's when I decided to get my butt off the couch and get out of the house for my morning walk. I didn't watch the rest of the episode.