The Valpo Core Reader
 

Authors

Ingrid Anderson

Document Type

Description Essay

Publication Date

1986

Excerpt

It was a typical Saturday afternoon as I walked into the Union. The first thing I was drawn in by when I stepped into the lobby, after being outside in the gloom of the afternoon, was cheerful music coming from a piano. The sound took me down two flights of stairs to "Ye Olde Grail." I peered around the corner and saw on a small platform an old man playing the familiar song, "The Entertainer." I was intrigued by this man and how well he played. I sat down to listen; he seemed to brighten the place up. Everyone seemed to forget the dark, cloudy, wet day that lay outside. This man seemed so content and comfortable in this casual setting. He showed his emotions not in his facial expressions, but through his bodily movements while sitting on the piano bench, and the way he played each tune from memory.

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