(Lars) #1
When my Monday came, I again took
the bus to KMTV. Mother was teaching, and
Daddy was out of town on business.
Everything was familiar this time. It was
interesting to watch the bustle in the studio
to keep a schedule to the exact minute. Crew
pushed big cameras on wheels and adjusted
lights. Warren Rudd filled in with music from
his Hammond organ.
First to perform was a boy with an accor-
dion. He zipped through “Lady of Spain.”
Next was a girl who did baton twirling.
She added flags and acrobatic moves.

While he relived the hilarious glory of
his performance, I thought about making
the best of it. I did know Schubert’s “Ave
Maria” in a very easy version that used two
hands to simplify those famous arpeggios.
I did have it memorized. Daddy always
sang the words when he was around. He
loved that song.
When my piano teacher agreed that I
couldhandletheshow,Imailed my applica-
tion with the required information.
I had almost forgotten about it when the
notice came for an audition time on a Saturday
afternoon. Daddy said part of being indepen-
dent and responsible was to go by myself. The
So that Saturday I checked in at the desk
and sat down to wait. I was soon called.
ThehostofTalent Sprouts, Lew Jeffrey,
and the musical director, Warren Rudd,
welcomed me. I recognized the set. They
described the routine for the participants and
told me I could begin to play my piece.
IntotheeighthmeasureInoticed Warren
RuddnodtoLewJeffrey.That gave me con-
fidence, and I relaxed.
Daddy was over the moon when I told
him I had been assigned a day to perform
less than two weeks away. Still, I had very
little confidence in my talent. I knew I had
an easy arrangement. I could never have
played Schubert’s original.
Watching a contestant perform Durand’s
WaltzinE-flatmademefeelvery small
indeed. I decided not to tell anyone outside
my family about the show.


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