For a short time after I was born, we lived with my paternal grandfather, who was this little old Franco-American who sang constantly, both in French and English. In 1981, a year before he died, my Grampa Moses was interviewed by a professor from the University of Vermont. Few people in the family remembered this and it wasn't until about 15 years later that my cousin, who had copies of the original recording, made copies for my dad and his four siblings. My dad loaned me the tapes a couple of years after that. Hearing my Grampa Moses sing some of the old French songs he sang to me when I was barely old enough to remember them, almost twenty years after he died, truly blew me away.