"Torna a Surriento"

Come Back to Sorrento

When I was eight years old, my mother and father gave me the gift of a chord organ, a single keyboard with a left hand portion which played chords at the push of a single key. To say I loved it was an understatement. With the organ came a paperback book of sheet music, which included some songs I already knew even at the tender age of eight. But many…