Of all the things I know
I understand almost nothing

zondag 12 september 2010

Then and now 12: addicted to light



1970 I was the last organist in our parish church: they literally took the old organ apart while I was playing (there is an electronic organ now).
You had to climb the stairs to the old organ in the dark, rather scary in the winter and therefore the organists entered the church always using strong language...
Today "Museumday" there was a lamp! For the first time I could see how easy the stairs are.

± 15 Years later I was also the last to play in my old school chapel, demolished now, and a few years later in the conventual church, now Byzantine. The last of the Mohicans.

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