Thursday, November 30, 0002
In our mind's eye we see ourselves sing, create or play music but not everyone has the connection from mind to eye, or voice or touch. To visit Aunt Ruth was to enter a magical kingdom were she would touch the keys of the piano and music would fill the house,she would sing and the room would be filled with her clear beautiful voice, or she would make a hat or pluck flowers from the garden and create something beautiful and always with such humility that she would inspire every young child to believe they too could create beauty. When it was time to board the train, with a new hat and standing tall and sure that you too could do all those things because Aunt Ruth would send you home with a little a piece of her special magic. I treasure all my memories of a dear aunt and a dear friend.
