I was 7 or 8 when I first heard Elizabeth perform with Louis Pete and the Ashland Symphony. She was beautiful. It was my first experience hearing a concerto live. Much later 1960-61 I took piano lessons from Liz in that great Castle on Center street. These two years were very memorable with music, chess with her father, and great laughs during a faculty-student skit! For many years we kept in touch and remained friends. She was the leader in our visits to Severance Hall where we heard Gould, Serkin, Rubinstein, Gilels, Fleisher, and many others. That was a period of time when a few teachers and a small number of students were close friends. We were at Oberlin and Wooster and Kenyon and wherever the good arts and lectures were given. I am happy Elizabeth had a full, rich life of music and enjoyment and I am very happy that I was a small part of that period in the late 50s and early 60s. What wonderful memories! What good times! What freedom to be and to feel. It seems strange to write of her departure from the stage, a stage on which she realized herself completely and wonderfully.