The list of songs is great! I've written a ton of songs about life in the thirties and forties, all of which work well because I can recount some of my own memories, and that often primes the pump. Another quick anecdote. At the same nursing home where I sang for the paralyzed woman I wrote the song about, there was another woman who loved to sing along on all of the choruses... including choruses to my songs which she picked up easily. She told me that she had been choir director at her church for many years, and used to be a soloist. Her voice was weak and quavery, but she sang with such Spirit that I looked forward to seeing her again. The next time that I came, she had had a stroke and could barely form her words. It was difficult for her to get out a sentence of three or four words. But, when I started to sing, she sang along with just as much vitality. She just couldn't get the words out, so she sang nonsense sounds. Right on pitch, though. And life goes full circle. My youngest son didn't start to talk until he was almost two. But, he loved to sing. Long before he sad Mommy or Daddy, he was singing baby sounds with me, right on pitch. He could sing a dozen songs or more, long before he could say a word, and we sang together, just for the shear fun of it. Isn't that what's it's really all about?

Jerry