Rock Falls, they had a large Italian settlement there. In fact my dad used to go there just to give lessons. Most of the people were poor. They paid him off by giving him home-grown tomatoes, home-grown wine - grapes. That's what happened. My recollection of Peoria - we didn't stay there too long. My dad opened a restaurant. [? ] ate up all of our profits, so he decided to give it up. That didn't last long at all. From Peoria we moved to Rock Island for a few years. Then we finally got to Moline. Dad had his own music store, full fresh music store. He taught everything there: string instruments, brass instruments, woodwinds, percussion. We had all the teachers there. It was a class A music store.