I can’t talk about the music that made me love music without remembering the exact moment it happened. I was 9 years old and it was in music class, a weekly gathering where we sang out of songbook of American classics, folk tunes, patriotic songs, a real mix. The song that sparked my passion: “Funiculi Funicula,” I have no idea why, but it was so powerful. It is a joyous song by nature, and I felt that in every nook and cranny of my body and brain when we sang. I’ve tried to explain those emotions to friends and the best I could ever come up with was, “It made me soar inside.” Music has sparked that same reaction countless times since, especially many choral and symphonic pieces, a few operatic arias and many, many musical theater tunes. I’m still soaring, thank god. And I do, thank God!
Kathy Doane, writer, journalist, educator, editor, musician, dear friend