Bought a piano from some friends who were moving back in 2003. None of us knew how to play. But I always wanted to learn and I finally committed to it in 2018. As with guitar, I didn't have patience to read music but instead just enjoyed learning chords and keys and doing my own thing. Unfortunately, I was only about 6 months into piano before my symptoms prevented me from going any further.

My Mom bought my first guitar as a Christmas present when I was about 11 years old. Of course I had no idea how to play it. But in due time, my sister's friend, Jody, started to teach me certain easy songs that got my fingers moving. I started teaching myself more difficult chords over the years, started writing lyrics and thoroughly enjoyed my guitar until symptoms in 2019. I didn't read music and wasn't good, but it sure relaxed me and playing became a soothing bedtime routine for the boys in those early years. I rarely recorded myself but here is feeble attempt at a Pink Floyd song.

I decided one mid-winter day to learn how to make an i-movie  with my iPad. This is total nonsensical but kept me out of other mischief for about an hour.