So, we have a piano now. It's awesome. When my dad retired last year and moved he had two. One has been sitting in his garage since last May and he kept bugging me about taking it. Aaron didn't want any part of it.
I asked my dad to bring me up this book of gospel/church songs for me to "borrow," when he brought the piano. Look what song I found today! This is one of my favorites. I have very fond memories of singing this for church choir back in Armstrong.
That made me think about my dad, Mr. V, George and Bernie singing men's numbers in church, which made me sort of sad that I'll never get to hear them again. That's one of those things I wish I could have bottled and anytime I wanted to listen, I could. :)
Anyway, happy thoughts. We have a piano (finally!). And we like it. We like it a whole lot. :)