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"whispering little stories, I long to hear once more..."

To amuse and distract myself these past couple of weeks, I spent a lot of time reliving some of my favorite times, with people I've loved through the years.

Many of those times my mind would wander to the things I used to do with my Mother.

Standing at the kitchen sink, singing together while we washed and dried the dinner dishes is always a favorite.

My Mom loved to sing. She had a lovely alto voice. Her older sister, my Aunt Lillian, had an exquisite soprano. Their voices complemented each other perfectly. Both played piano expertly, and sang in the church choir and played the organ.

Between the two of them they probably knew the lyrics to every popular song of their day.

My cousins were all musically inclined too.

The gathering of the entire clan around the piano in the living room aftera big family dinner and singing our way through the entire "Reader's Digest Most Beloved Songs" was a family ritual.

It was liking growing up with the Americanized version of the Von Trapp family! Fun times!!

 

My mother couldn't wait until I was old enough to start teaching me to sing and be able to hold the melody while she would harmonize.

One of the 1st songs I remember her teaching me was Carolina in the Morning.(we even had choreography!)

Every time I see morning glories it takes me right back to that song.........and my Mother.

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Uploaded on August 28, 2015
Taken on August 23, 2015