Monte was my third cousin. We lived in New Hampshire and every summer his family would come visit us. This is about 1959-62. My grandmother had a two-family house and we lived upstairs. The house had a lot of rooms so a lot of people came and stayed every summer.
Monte brought guitars and a ukulele. We had never seen this. He would sit on the floor and play for us for hours. There was a piano from 1920 that had all kinds of keys that were broken. He would play piano too.
He was brilliant. We had never met anyone like this.
My mother (RIP) said he was the smartest and most talented person in our extended family.