Thursday, February 9, 2006
You Can Only Be You
Much of my communication with Mike had been through music and the lyrics. It was a common link or thread. We both had voices that blended beautifully when we sang. We had sounded like honey to the ear back in the day. He played guitar and I played piano. He sang tenor to my soprano. I had written in a blog once that we had formed a group for a whole four days. It was two guy guitar players and a girl singer. We sang some songs for the NFO Farmers Meeting. My mother was put in charge of...
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