The Pianist's Hands, Pittsburgh, 2013
My mother is a pianist, playing/practicing nearly everyday (except while on holiday) for the last 70 years. It's taken quite the toll on her hands, worsening the arthritis that has settled in the joints. Regardless, she still plays for the church. Her rendition of "Angels We Have Heard On High" brings tears to my eyes.
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