Clair De Lune; Debussy

I fell in love with this the first time I ever heard it, when I was 12 years old. My dad, much to my chagrin, insisted I attend symphonies for which he purchased seasonal tickets, and as much as I HATED it then, I am grateful today. (I was the only preteen I knew who could tell you the setup of a symphony orchestra.)

This still holds as one of my favorites after all these years.


Daddy, this is for you. Thank you, thank you for all you did for me.