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- Go to Blues songs my mother used to sing
The radio allows for one to use one's imagination.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on March 7, 2014 at 5:07 PM
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Yes, a wonderful post, and a little enlightening for those of us who grew up with television...Loved the songs.
posted by
UtahJay
on March 7, 2014 at 4:37 PM
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Wonderful post. You took me back to my own childhood. Ours was a grand Philco console with shiny wood cabinet and we sat around it and stared into space as we listened to "Let's Pretend" on Saturday.
posted by
TAPS.
on March 7, 2014 at 9:31 AM
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Pat B, what a sweet story. And aren't we all still in conflict about the past? It seems absurd but it is true.
posted by
dsm_tchr
on March 7, 2014 at 9:00 AM
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Makes one wonder why women were so anxious to get married, your poor Mother.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 7, 2014 at 7:25 AM
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Pat
I love these vignettes of your early days, and the picture of your mother that emerges from them...Talking about pictures: I hope we'll see yours in TAPS' rogues' gallery...
posted by
Nautikos
on March 7, 2014 at 6:50 AM
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