When I was about four or five, we had this neighbor, Terry, who was schizophrenic. One day, when I was out playing with neighbors, I may have wandered through their living room and was playing with their piano.
Being very young and my memory isn't very clear at that time, the details are a bit vague to me. She gave me a crash course in playing the piano. I always thought of Terry as nice, although strange. I remember it being an awkward situation. So she walked me home and told my mother how much potential I had with playing the piano.
Being very young and my memory isn't very clear at that time, the details are a bit vague to me. She gave me a crash course in playing the piano. I always thought of Terry as nice, although strange. I remember it being an awkward situation. So she walked me home and told my mother how much potential I had with playing the piano.
