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During our visit, Marianna brought out some photo albums for us to look at. I was captivated by the photo on the left and had to know who was in the band, especially since it looked like a cool 1960's era group. I also thought my husband, a guitar player and band member himself, would appreciate the guitars. Marianna told me that the handsome, smiling guitar player was her father, and the keyboard player was our Uncle Yuri, who died in 2006. Of course, Anna, the very talented pianist and singer, would teach her son to play music. How intriguing to find out that Misha, who is also a musician, and Marianna probably grew up together with their fathers playing in a band. Our visit that day was one of my favorite parts of our trip.
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