I recently came upon some recordings of my great grandfather playing the piano when I was a young boy. We would gather for family dinner every Sunday at their cottage in the woods, and he would play songs and hymns on his slightly out of tune piano. They tell me he was an entertainer in his younger days, and went by the name Happy Black. He passed away in 1990, when I was 12 years old.
I took these recordings and added my own signature to them. I hope that they capture the same spirit I still feel to this day when I think of my Sundays in the woods of Mt. Gretna.