Zelda Goldstein Lyon Tribute

Grandma Zelda taught me many things in life. Gin, which I still know how to play today, was a card game a young lad like me could learn easily. She and Rose Marie played Gin almost every day after their dinner. Music was the main thing that she and I shared: our love for it, and the appreciation we had for its composers and virtuosos. Her living room became a concert hall, and we would be its patrons during the afternoon or evening listening to any number of pieces. I won't ever be able to listen to Rach's 3rd or Glenn Gould's original Goldberg Variations without thinking of her, for she is the one that introduced me to these pieces and so many others. And of her feet, laying on a chair in front of her, moving to the cadences of the music.