… received an email from a newsletter reader who pointed out a typo in my last issue.
It was a bad one:
“How long do you think it would take you and me to do the same thing? How many lessons would we need? How many music degrees and/or certifications would we first acquire? How many experts would need to assure us that we were good enough to perform in pubic?”
Did you find it? (Reread the very last word.)
Yikes!!
But so what? We laughed, I thanked her and here I am, still alive.
Misteaks are rarely fatal.