The piano found me early. Its keys became a language I understood before I had words for the feelings they stirred. Over the years, music became more than sound—it became a way of seeing the world, of holding onto moments, of letting go.

You’ll also find the story behind the story—photos from my early years at the piano, my time in the Navy, my classroom days, and moments teaching the next generation, including my nieces and nephews discovering music for the first time.

I spent decades in the classroom, teaching students not just facts, but how to listen—to each other, to themselves, to the quiet truths behind every note. Teaching gave me purpose. Music gave it depth.

Now, in this next chapter of life, I return to the piano not for performance, but for reflection. I write. I compose. I remember.

The Lost Song is part of that remembering. It’s a story woven from forgotten melodies, hidden griefs, and the kind of beauty that lingers even after the last chord fades. It’s fiction, yes—but every page is steeped in the real music that shaped me.

This site is a living journal—of music made, stories told, and the echoes that remain. If you’ve ever been moved by a piece of music you couldn’t explain, or haunted by a tune you couldn’t place, you’re in the right place.

Thank you for visiting. May you find something here that stays with you.