我和我的大提琴 Me and My CelloSix years ago I, then a fellow of 35, was struck by an 1) impulse of the romantic and 2) irreducible sort, which I have since compared to a torrid scene in The Godfather except that it was not a Sicilian virgin who fired my thoughts but a shapely 3) descendant of the violin family, the cello.Straightaway I obtained a rental instrument of heavy 4) plywood and appeared before Wendell Margrave, professor of musical instruction. It was winter. You can be as good as y
