Music was my joy, my home, the one place I felt happy and secure.

The William Penn Hotel in Pittsburgh... was the place where Champagne Music was born.

One time I introduced my orchestra as the Shampoo Music Makers instead of the Champagne Music Makers.

Dreams do come true, even for someone who couldn't speak English and never had a music lesson or much of an education.

Over and over I marvel at the blessings of my life: Each year has grown better than the last.

In spite of the Depression, or maybe because of it, folks were hungry for a good time, and an evening of dancing seemed a good way to have it.