Cucamonga, California, circa 1964. My piano teacher Mrs. Stewart, who seemed impossibly old when I was 8 years old 61 years ago, STILL seems impossibly old. Her equally old husband took a photo of her students every year with his big 1920s box camera; this is the only one of three that I still possess. I am third from the right in the front row, with the crew cut. To my right is Bruce D., with the bow tie; next to him is a kid I only know as Russell. Next to him is Patty L., and all of us boys liked her. Mrs. Stewart had quarterly recitals, and she would tape our performances and play us back our mistakes the next lesson. View full size.