Every day from now until Spring, I will play a song from each year from 1940-2020. I’ll also write a little bit about the song and why I chose it to represent that year.
1944 was the year both my parents were born. I thought it might be fun to choose the number one song on the week they were born. I had two choices “I’ll walk alone” by Dinah Shore from November of 1944 for my Mom and this one from July of 1944 for my Dad. I’m not showing favoritism to my father by picking this one, it’s just that I like the song much more. I had never heard the Bing Crosby version, but I do like this song very much. Yes, I know it’s sentimental but I think the writer really captured the ache of missing someone you love.
I am grateful to have my parents still with me. They are both 75 and in pretty good health. They travel a lot and spend their winters down in Texas with their travel trailer. I included a picture of my folks and my brother. I am the disembodied head. We heavier people have learned to hide our bodies in pictures. I’ve lost some weight since then and hopefully don’t do this in pictures anymore.
I sang this for a very dear friend in hospice the night before she passed. I’ve had the opportunity to sing for several friends and family members before they died. I guess opportunity is an awful word to use but I couldn’t think of another one. I’m just glad I was able to give them something I treasure, but I’d rather sing to them under a different circumstance. People tell me I’m a very good singer. I am very relieved and would still be singing even if I wasn’t so I am glad I’m not torturing anyone.
