What was really helpful to me, at some tender and too-young age, was a private music teacher of the old school persuasion, back in the 50's, who would sit next to me during lessons and literally shout, "one and two and three and four and" while pounding on my left shoulder with the cork end of his baton.

Only took a couple or three lessons like that to make me decide that it was time to count for myself and stop that madman before I ended up a casualty of war or somethin'...






--Mac