Both my father and mother were insistant on good quality education. Even in the 1960's and 70's access to quality education was difficult. In those days one could not be "home schooled". During my early years I was subject to the Public School System which had its well meant system of education.
Tucson in the 1960's was a town in a state of growth. We moved from Spartanburg South Carolina in 1966. I was given permission to be a part of a special project that was new to Arizona...the experimental school, a new product of education that was supposed to be an advanced addition to the Tucson educational system. I spent one semester at this experimental school and then was tranfered to public school. The memories of that time, and the 'experimental' education system was close to bizarre.
I finished grade school in Tucson Arizona at EL Wetmore School, a small school that gave out a nominal education grades 1-6.
During my Jr. High School years-Middle School I went to Canyon del Oro and then Ampitheater Jr. High School.
I began High School at Salpointe Catholic High School in 73/74.
I graduated High School in 1977 and attended the University of Arizona in Tucson, specializing in music, piano, and then vocal education. During this time I spent 3 years in the music program proper and then switched my major to Fine Arts towards a BFA in Fine arts, being offered both a BA and BPhil as a broader range to my studies. At that time the University system was quite different than today and the degrees were much stronger, had more substance and it was more difficult to attain the degree. I graduated with my BFA in 1982 and went directly into graduate school at the University of Arizona towards my Masters.
During my course of study I had extra courses at Tucson Business Academy (my father thought it would be good to take courses in practical matters such as general business, typing, and real estate...it was like pulling teeth...but I learned quite a bit during the night courses) , private studies in fine arts painting, drawing, composition and color from private teachers such as Jerold Bishop and Art Hutchinson (Medical Illustrator) as well as private/public studies or seminars  with others on occasion that included Jerold Bishop, Ansel Adams for photography- arranged by my father during a lecture of his at the unversity- Donald Crowley, and Howard Terpning, Al Heldt (sculptor who I took classes with), Paulo Soleri (on several lecture series about Arcosanti and Cosanti-at the University and Arcosanti. Ted De Grazia whom I remember quite well and talked to on several occasions right until only a week before his death.  Although I only met some of these artsts on one or a few occasions, some are in my memory. others just brief encounters from their lectures.  An autographed copy of Ansel Adams was my favorite book for many years until someone took it from my desk at the university. Donald Crowley invited me to his studio in Tucson, He was a remarkable and gifted individual who taught me some valuable lessons and later remembered  me at a show years later in Scottdale.  Howard Terpning I met on one occasion.
My musical studies:
Basicly as soon as I entered the University I was studying at the music school of the University of Arizona. I studied with my father and took the ordinary core courses of Theroy I and II, Music Literature, was involved with the University Concert Choir and the University of Arizona Chorus as well as having private lessons.
Outside the university I took piano lessons from my father Ozan Marsh-as well as with my mother when she was alive. It was a shuffle, but I had the best attention. At some point there seemed somewhat of a conflict  of interest between (me) as a (son) and student- and the rest of his or my mothers students. This was the game, I just played along, practiced at home and would be more serious about the piano when my father would launch into my lessons at home...I would work with him on the outside of the university and try to keep a low profile with other students, why practicing at home. This was the course of things wherever, even at Chautauqua. Sometimes I was tried as a testing ground with some students of his. One thing is unique. I had the best possible teacher and one hec of a top-class education in piano. In my Junior year, I switched my major to Fine Art. I liked this a bit better and really wanted to be an artist in the final analysis. All the Theroy and study to be a pianist was difficult and there was no room to practice.  Moving towards a degree in Fine Arts (BFA) I could have the best of both worlds and still love music.