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<channel><title><![CDATA[Benjamin Lees - Blog - Leatrice]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.benjaminlees.com/blog---leatrice.html]]></link><description><![CDATA[Blog - Leatrice]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2011 17:25:14 -0500</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[VIENNA 1955]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.benjaminlees.com/1/post/2011/07/publish-live.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.benjaminlees.com/1/post/2011/07/publish-live.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jul 2011 12:31:43 -0500</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.benjaminlees.com/1/post/2011/07/publish-live.html</guid><description><![CDATA[What a year and a half.&nbsp; Heard more music in my entire life.&nbsp; And now I can in the later years say the same thing.&nbsp; We went every night to a concert, couldn't sit in a seat sometime, standing called "sta plotz".&nbsp; Please forgive my German spelling.&nbsp; It's more than sixty years when all of this happened.&nbsp; Ben and I rented one room in this woman's apartment, Frau&nbsp;Batsy.&nbsp; [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; "><br /><br /><span></span>What a year and a half.&nbsp; Heard more music in my entire life.&nbsp; And now I can in the later years say the same thing.&nbsp; We went every night to a concert, couldn't sit in a seat sometime, standing called "sta plotz".&nbsp; Please forgive my German spelling.&nbsp; It's more than sixty years when all of this happened.&nbsp; Ben and I rented one room in this woman's apartment, Frau&nbsp;Batsy.&nbsp; She loved having to &nbsp;rent the room&nbsp; to us because we were smoking cigarettes, especially American.&nbsp; We shared bathroom paper, torn up newspapers.&nbsp; When she went away, of course, the bathroom paper disappeared and the refrigerator was locked up.&nbsp; But we had the opportunity to meet many visiting musicans, especially English speaking, and the food was great.&nbsp; We spent 15 cents every night at a restaurant for students, but coffee cost as much as the meal. Ben had a performance of his first piano concerto with an Austrian pianist&nbsp; and American conductor in 1956.&nbsp; He then received a Fullbright grant to live in Finland.&nbsp; So we left Vienna in August for a new life in Finland.<br /></div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Journey's Beginning ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.benjaminlees.com/1/post/2011/04/the-journeys-beginning1.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.benjaminlees.com/1/post/2011/04/the-journeys-beginning1.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2011 16:49:53 -0500</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.benjaminlees.com/1/post/2011/04/the-journeys-beginning1.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Imagine this, a small town girl from the Midwest,&nbsp; living in Vienna in  1955,&nbsp; listening to music every night.&nbsp; What a wonderful introduction to  a fascinating new world!Take a walk down memory lane and share with me, my life,&nbsp; being married to a wonderful composer and husband.   [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; ">Imagine this, a small town girl from the Midwest,&nbsp; living in Vienna in  1955,&nbsp; listening to music every night.&nbsp; What a wonderful introduction to  a fascinating new world!<br /><br />Take a walk down memory lane and share with me, my life,&nbsp; being married to a wonderful composer and husband.</div>  ]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>

