Ernie's post reminded me of something about music and smarts that I would like to share a piece of with the list. I've asked permission to share the entire piece from my Arkansas cousin (no word yet): "Seemingly rooted in her rocker, Granny enjoyed the stories of each son until the wives, having finished tidying the dining rooms and kitchen, would approach the porch podium. Uncle Rufus - possibly ranking only next to Uncle Harry - the fourth oldest - with an almost continuous smile, slapped his hands together and said, "Are we ready for a little music?" (Does the Delta have cotton?) Like numerous brooks converging, Dovers seemed to swell into a river flowing around the old upright piano in the living room. Continuing to flood the porches, we children tried to find unoccupied spots to look into the living room through the windows or screen door. Uncle John, educated - like his siblings - in the classics, including Latin, would lapse into down-home homilies for effect: "Such goin' on!" as though story telling and music were foreign to the Dovers." "While the family overflow sat with legs draped over the edge of the porch, we kept time to the music and savored the breezes that swept in from the Gulf over the cotton fields of Arkansas. To hear "On a Bicycle Built for Two" was wondrous for us children, but to see the dark, upright piano come to life under Uncle Rufus' dancing hands seemed a miracle. Uncle Rufus' granddaughter Sarah had a voice the mockingbirds must have envied. As her grandfather accompanied her (not playing by notes, of course), everyone justly praised her innate musical talent springing from the depths of generations through her grandfather's veins to her." Grandfather above was William Franklin Dover, one of Bailey and Martha's sons. Dennis