Thanks for writing this, Bob, and for adding the links - it has been great to sit here and listen to the songs I grew up with. He used to kid us about being a captive audience - dad sat on the side of the bed and you were held in place by the blankets. He sang requests, but he also sang the songs he was learning, so of course we each learned the words to those songs. Later if he was singing and stumbled on the words, it was usually one of us kids who prompted the line he needed.

Maggie Dwyer