Musical Gifts? How Music is Learned

There once was a girl who lived on a farm. The privileges she loved  on that farm included shoveling manure, stacking hay bales, and  regularly mistaking her fingernail as the nail head. Blood, blisters, calluses, cuts; her hands were no dainty figures. Now a fourth generation American long removed from the life of the Netherlands, America’s country music became a part of her along with squealing hogs and folksy etiquette.  That girl, however, was thankful for the many blessings of being where...