Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Violin memories

Dear Diary,

Today’s entry is brought to you by the letter ‘V’. My grandpa played the violin and I thought he was magic. It is one of my fondest memories of my grandpa, he died when I was 8 and I don’t have many clear memories. I don’t remember him playing around Christmas when you think someone would be more likely to play. He might have played then but I don’t remember it. What I remember is pitching a tent on the lawn in the back yard; grandpa would pull the barbecue onto the lawn by the tent and we would roast marshmallows and he would play the violin/fiddle and sing. They were rarely songs I new, although he would sometimes play songs that we knew like ‘She’ll be coming round the mountain” but the last song he would play was “Twinkle, twinkle little star” then he would let us look through his telescope until we were falling asleep as we stood there waiting for our turn. Then he would get us settled into our sleeping bags before he went into the house. Hearing a violin, or fiddle always makes me think of my grandpa and our camp-outs. I also would love to learn to play the violin, well truth be told I would prefer to play the fiddle; I know same instrument different style.

Until next time,  


  1. What a sweet memory. I don't know of any of my family who played any musical instruments. When I was in the third grade I asked my parents if I could learn to play the violin. Throughout elementary school I played in the school orchestra. As I got older I stopped playing for the most part. When I was in my mid-20s I got a job playing fiddle in a bluegrass band at a dinner theater in Virginia, which was very cool. Haven't played too much since then. It's kind of sad actually.

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  2. What an absolutely wonderful recollection of such a sweet and charming memory. Treasured. Thanks so much for sharing this with us.

  3. When I was about 19, I played fiddle with this 75 year old guy for a few square dances. He only played with 2 fingers, and held the fiddle down near his waist. It was such fun since I was classically trained. A different style but just as challenging!