My Edvard Grieg Memoir with an unlikely framing

Decades ago when I resided in Fresno, California, agriculture's heartland, I visited a local assisted living facility to serenade seniors. With a portable Casio digital keyboard snuggly packed into my Malibu's trunk, I headed to a rewarding lunch hour of music-making. Meticulously, I'd practiced a medley of "oldies" to please aging residents: Songs by Hoagy…