Today’s story comes from the Portland Press Herald Online/Sun Journal: Grandmother Launches Music Career. By Eileen M. Adams.
http://www.sunjournal.com/node/271857/
In Maine, lighthouses will have an open house on the 12th of September for all to visit; a man is convicted of child pornography because he placed hidden cameras in his bathroom and caught his girlfriend’s teenaged daughter on the toilet, as well as dressing and undressing; the Yorktown Paper Mill has caught fire; and Burmese immigrants are calling the northern state home.
But the article that I’m picking for the day is about an 80-year old woman who has started a new career in music. My grandfather, since his retirement, has deteriorated, mostly out of an awful boredom. Sometimes he’s so bored he takes long walks up and down the parking ramps of the garage in his apartment building. Not so with Joyce Gammon, who has ventured upon a new career path, tapping her feet and strumming her Dobro guitar the whole time through. It all started when she wrote her husband a song for his birthday. He wanted a convertible, which she couldn’t afford. “So I wrote him a song instead,” says Gammon. It turned out pretty good. Now she’s jotted down forty songs and recorded eight.
I hope I’m like that at 80 – still singing and bringing out the dancing shoes.
http://www.sunjournal.com/node/271857/
In Maine, lighthouses will have an open house on the 12th of September for all to visit; a man is convicted of child pornography because he placed hidden cameras in his bathroom and caught his girlfriend’s teenaged daughter on the toilet, as well as dressing and undressing; the Yorktown Paper Mill has caught fire; and Burmese immigrants are calling the northern state home.
But the article that I’m picking for the day is about an 80-year old woman who has started a new career in music. My grandfather, since his retirement, has deteriorated, mostly out of an awful boredom. Sometimes he’s so bored he takes long walks up and down the parking ramps of the garage in his apartment building. Not so with Joyce Gammon, who has ventured upon a new career path, tapping her feet and strumming her Dobro guitar the whole time through. It all started when she wrote her husband a song for his birthday. He wanted a convertible, which she couldn’t afford. “So I wrote him a song instead,” says Gammon. It turned out pretty good. Now she’s jotted down forty songs and recorded eight.
I hope I’m like that at 80 – still singing and bringing out the dancing shoes.
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