by music hall | Oct 28, 2022 | Words by Roy Hall
Memoirs by Roy Hall Writing memoirs is a strange process. I have written 60-plus stories, but two things happened to curtail my writing. First, I have almost run out of stories to tell. (After all, I can’t, in all conscience, make things up.) Second, COVID 19 came... 
by music hall | Oct 6, 2020 | Words by Roy Hall
Smuggling by Roy Hall I come from a family of smugglers. “Have you anything to declare?” the customs agent said as he pulled my father’s car apart. “No, nothing. Nothing at all,” said my dad. I was young and we had just returned to the UK from my first visit to... 
by music hall | Oct 6, 2020 | Words by Roy Hall
Four Weddings and a Funeral by Roy Hall The bride and groom walked down the aisle to the wedding canopy while the whole orchestra played the wedding march. That is the whole Israel Philharmonic Orchestra. In the late 1930s my mother-in-law was engaged to a musician.... 
by music hall | Jun 11, 2020 | Words by Roy Hall
Binghamton by Roy Hall My first impression of America was Binghamton, New York. With the exception of a few hours’ layover in JFK, (Green Acres was playing on the TV and I seriously considered returning home) this town in western New York was to become my home, not... 
by music hall | Apr 18, 2020 | Words by Roy Hall
Key West by Roy Hall “Go immediately to the emergency room. I can’t help you here,” said the doctor in Urgent Care. It was my first day of vacation in Key West (about a week before going to Florida Audio Expo) and I felt ill. If you believe in omens (I don’t), then...
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