unspeakable, thanks and god bless.

Nice post. Thanks.

That song was big around the same time as Ms. Janet’s “Nasty Boys” and Level 42….

My Nanna chose to stop taking her meds in January and passed away not too long after that. She was tired of fighting. She spent much energy trying to rally the family together– and sharing what photos she could before she had a dignified “big goodbye” party and just turned off the switch herself.

I have a lot of respect for the elderly, and the courage it takes to both endure chronic illness, and to also look it right between the eyes and give the finger on the way out–especially when the family and friends who will be left behind are so hard to leave facing the world without them for the first time.

My grandmother would tell me. “God bless you” as we hung up the phone during our international calls, and she’s the only ever person I ever shot that back at… just for her troubles… in this life.

Thanks for sharing. It was touching, and I am sorry for your loss.

My maternal grandfather was the same way regarding music – just didn’t seem to be a factor. The only music I recall from him was when he’d tell stories about the olde country. He left Germany in the 1910’s when he was still a teen but he remained quite attached to the splendor of big military spectacles. So he would imitate the snare drums in his thick German accent – it was like something from Hogan’s Heroes.