When I was a
young boy living on West Fifth St. our family had a cat that had unusual
markings around his face, His fur there was all white as compared to the rest
of his body which was black. It looked like a beard and reminded my mother of a
person she knew in Albania named Bibbi Lushi. So that is the name she gave the
cat. Now Bibbi Lushi fancied himself as the Van Cliburn of the family and would
love to play the piano. He would jump up on the seat, then the piano and walk the
length of the keyboard back and forth for
ten minutes or so until he was satisfied that the family was fully entertained.
Of course we
were quite amused that the cat had this unique talent. We always closed the lid
on the keyboard before retiring for the night… that is most of the time. When
we didn’t we would be entertained as early as at 3:00 o’clock in the morning. Bibbi Lushi had to get his practice in before the
main performance during the day.
The sound of
the piano from low octaves to high and back still resonant in my mind. Bibbi
Lushi has a special place in my memory bank.
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