I'd encourage anyone who still has family members or old friends they love to try to get them to talk about their lives, on tape. I have a wonderful tape of my Father, made when he was in his eighties. It's not just the stories. It's the timber of his voice, and his laugh.. a real "Aw shucks!" laugh. I also have tapes of my kids singing when they were four or five years old. What a treat to dig them out every once in a while. My youngest son didn't talk until he was almost two, but he sang along with me in perfect pitch, long before he ever said "Mommy" or "Daddy." Just sang baby gibberish. I put the nursery rhymes to music, and left a part where he would answer me... which he'd do with full gusto. Which reminds me, I have to recopy the cassettes, or burn them to CD. Cassettes do deteriorate..

Thanks for all of the wonderful memories

Jerry