Echoes of Christmas - George Feyer on Piano
Memory can be a surprising element in my life. It is unpredictable but satisfying when it happens.
My mother, my grandmother and I arrived in Mexico City in 1953. We rented a furnished house in an area of the city that was called Tecamachalco. It had a strange console that was new to me. It had a record player and I read, “High Fidelity”. I remember (I was 11) playing a record that featured the outstanding voice of a Peruvian woman called Yma Sumac. I also remember that a man offering his services to repair our shoes outside, showed up one day. He kept on doing that until we left Mexico City in 1975 for Vancouver.
There is a record that I have that is in perfect condition that I will play in tonight’s Christmas Eve dinner. My mother must have bought soon after we settled in the Tecamachalco home. It is called Echoes of Christmas and it features the piano of Hungarian George Feyer. She also bought another of his records called Echoes of Spain which also plays with no scratches on my linear tracking Sony turntable. Part of the Christmas music package is that I always play John Denver and the Muppets. I have a good sound system so I can play my CDs.
And since I am writing this December 26 and will place it back on the hole, December 24, I can report that Christmas dinner was a success even though I over-cooked the roast beef. The Yorkshire Pudding was perfect and the company, daughters Alexandra and Hilary, granddaughter Lauren and partner Nick, granddaughter Rebecca, my Portland friend Curtis Daily (who helped with the cooking, and Monique a friend that Alexandra brought.
Niño and Niña enjoyed the cut-up-into-little-pieces roast beef even though it was overcooked.
