By The Way, I Got A Grammy,

It's Awful To Have To, But I've Started Thinking About That, You Know. 86. I'm Thinking, Well, Maybe I Might Make It To 90. At Least I'd Like To Have My Brains.

The House Is In Turmoil With Records On Every Space. In The Kitchen And In The Dining Room Is Covered With Records. I Don't Have A Big Enough House To Accommodate Everything.

I Love To Play In The Different Keys Like B Or F Sharp, Or Keys That Most People Don't Play In, Because They Have A Better Resonance Or Something. I'm Really Not Fond Of F And C. I Just Stay Away From Those If I Can.

Baldwin Is Sort Of Getting To Be A Bit Funny. I Don't Know What Happened, But A Few Years Ago They Suddenly Went Bankrupt And Gibson Bought The Whole Outfit. Since Then They Haven't Seemed To Be Doing An Awfully Good Job Of Providing Pianos.

At The Risk Of Being A Fuddy-duddy I Don't Have A Computer; I Don't Have E-mail; And I Really Don't Need Something In My House That I Would Be Sitting In Front Of For Hours.