So here is a story for you - earlier last evening while juggling the mountain of boxes that are piling up around here, my daughter was helping me sort through some of my mothers things. She found an old cassette tape player with ear phones and asked me to listen to the tape to see if I knew who was narrating. It was my grandfather's voice and he was playing Christmas music and talking about the plans for Christmas in 1984. He died three years later - so I had not heard his voice in 38 years - until last night. Kept me awake dwelling in the memories.