The violinist in the family

THE violinist in the family: My Dad used to tell us the story of his Dad, taking a time-out in the middle of their work. As he entered the house, he would take his violin off the wall where it hung and play a tune. Then they would return to work. Dad said he never heard the music before nor since. G'pa said he kept hearing the music playing over and over in his head. He played by ear and the music was never written down, but he was able to go on with his work in peace.--by Deniece Beck