Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 Thanks for sharing... My mom wasn't a singer... but I do remember one song she'd sing - so will try it out at my next visit... I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck... > > hello all, > my dad was also a music lover. he loved all types of music, from symphony to jazz to rock to classical, you name it. and he would sing, off key but thats ok. and i have the same love of music, and the same off key voice. > i, however, would change words to popular songs just to make others laugh. for ex, we all live in the purple submarine, becuase purple is my favorite color. another one i would sing alot to the tune of old macdonald had a farm. but would sing sharon murray had a house eieio, in the house she had 5 dogs, eieio, with a woof woof here etc. and dad would just giggle, as his lbd progressed his laugh was more infanitle and cuter. i would make up all types of songs and rhyes and he would just giggle and hum with me all the time. changing happy birhtday to hippo birthday. or frosty the snowman would be snickers the dogman , after my dog snickers, i had fun, dad laughed and i have wonderful yet silly memories. and sometimes when dad was being irate and hateful, i would softly start singing my song and gradually sing it louder and often it would get dad off of his temper tantrum, not alwyas but more often than not it worked. > hugs to all, sharon m > -- > Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, > may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, > a smile a day keeps the meanies away Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 I loved singing. I had to study a tune and listen carefully to get the tune right, because of my hearing, but once I got it, I could sing it. When I was younger I loved Lanza. I still sing bits of his songs. Bad of course, because of my Asthma, and being short winded, hoarse, and old age. You name it, But the point I wanted to join in on the conversation was singing with daddy. Daddy played several musical instruments, and we loved it. When we were out on the boat together, and the other girls were fast asleep in a bunk, daddy and I sat on the bow, where he put his steering wheel. He would sit there and talk to me about the universe, point out all the stars, and we studied the weather, and fishing together. He would always say, " Can you hear me Imogene? " How dear those caring words were to my ears. But, the best time was singing with him. We sang " Let me call you sweet heart " (you can tell how old I am) Also, " You are my sunshine, " and a number of others. I sang while he carried the harmony. I never could figure out how a person could sing harmony, but it sure was fun and pretty. Can you tell? I loved my daddy with all my heart, and he knew it. Out of eleven children, I inherited his prized Gibson guitar. I took it in for new strings, and the man offered me a thousand bucks for it straight out. No way. Since the List wasn't busy, and we are talking fathers, and singing, I told my story. Hope it's alright. Imogene Caregiver for my True Texas Gentleman husband of 35 years. He has LBD with Parkinsonism, and Frontal Lobe Disease with Apathy, and possibly AD. In a message dated 6/18/2006 12:09:09 PM Central Daylight Time, LadySmilingAtU2@... writes: our song that we sang to each other was You are my sunshine. that was god one sor us. hugs, sharon -- Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, a smile a day keeps the meanies away ---- wrote: Thanks for sharing... My mom wasn't a singer... but I do remember one song she'd sing - so will try it out at my next visit... I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck... > > hello all, > my dad was also a music lover. he loved all types of music, from symphony to jazz to rock to classical, you name it. and he would sing, off key but thats ok. and i have the same love of music, and the same off key voice. > i, however, would change words to popular songs just to make others laugh. for ex, we all live in the purple submarine, becuase purple is my favorite color. another one i would sing alot to the tune of old macdonald had a farm. but would sing sharon murray had a house eieio, in the house she had 5 dogs, eieio, with a woof woof here etc. and dad would just giggle, as his lbd progressed his laugh was more infanitle and cuter. i would make up all types of songs and rhyes and he would just giggle and hum with me all the time. changing happy birhtday to hippo birthday. or frosty the snowman would be snickers the dogman , after my dog snickers, i had fun, dad laughed and i have wonderful yet silly memories. and sometimes when dad was being irate and hateful, i would softly start singing my song and gradually sing it louder and often it would get dad off of his temper tantrum, not alwyas but more often than not it worked. > hugs to all, sharon m > -- > Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, > may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, > a smile a day keeps the meanies away Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 Being from Florida, of course we sang Swannee River. Our version. Way down upon the Swannee River That's the place to get your information of the liver. That's where the Crocodile chews your legs And the Swans on the Swannee lay hard boild eggs Way down upon the Swannee River No more I wish to roam Oh the coons they say they're glad to get away Far from the Old folks at home Isn't that terrible? Kids do have fun. Imogene In a message dated 6/18/2006 1:11:54 PM Central Daylight Time, skrabek@... writes: I am sitting here with a big grin singing along to your e-mail!!! My Mum used to sing that song but I haven't heard it in years!! I may sing it to Mum on Tuesday when I am in to visit. Thanks for the memory wrote: Thanks for sharing... My mom wasn't a singer... but I do remember one song she'd sing - so will try it out at my next visit... I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck... > > hello all, > my dad was also a music lover. he loved all types of music, from symphony to jazz to rock to classical, you name it. and he would sing, off key but thats ok. and i have the same love of music, and the same off key voice. > i, however, would change words to popular songs just to make others laugh. for ex, we all live in the purple submarine, becuase purple is my favorite color. another one i would sing alot to the tune of old macdonald had a farm. but would sing sharon murray had a house eieio, in the house she had 5 dogs, eieio, with a woof woof here etc. and dad would just giggle, as his lbd progressed his laugh was more infanitle and cuter. i would make up all types of songs and rhyes and he would just giggle and hum with me all the time. changing happy birhtday to hippo birthday. or frosty the snowman would be snickers the dogman , after my dog snickers, i had fun, dad laughed and i have wonderful yet silly memories. and sometimes when dad was being irate and hateful, i would softly start singing my song and gradually sing it louder and often it would get dad off of his temper tantrum, not alwyas but more often than not it worked. > hugs to all, sharon m > -- > Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, > may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, > a smile a day keeps the meanies away Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 Gerry, isn't that the truth. I am so sorry about your loosing you dear dad too. In what year did he pass away? I saw the bottom of your signature, and noticed the 9-11, but 06? (smile) Typo. I have so many memories I think I could write a whole book about my father. Imogene Caregiver for my True Texas Gentleman husband of 35 years. He has LBD with Parkinsonism, and Frontal Lobe Disease with Apathy, and possibly AD. In a message dated 6/18/2006 3:03:52 PM Central Daylight Time, gdev8@... writes: Imogene- What sweet and wonderful memories. Our Dads aren't with us today on Father's Day, but they left us with wonderful memories. These memories will sustain us for the rest of our life. XOXOXO Gerry Deverell Wilmington, De. Daughter and caregiver for Dick Deverell who passed away 9-11-06 after more than a 4 yr. battle with LBD. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 our song that we sang to each other was You are my sunshine. that was god one sor us. hugs, sharon -- Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, a smile a day keeps the meanies away ---- wrote: Thanks for sharing... My mom wasn't a singer... but I do remember one song she'd sing - so will try it out at my next visit... I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck... > > hello all, > my dad was also a music lover. he loved all types of music, from symphony to jazz to rock to classical, you name it. and he would sing, off key but thats ok. and i have the same love of music, and the same off key voice. > i, however, would change words to popular songs just to make others laugh. for ex, we all live in the purple submarine, becuase purple is my favorite color. another one i would sing alot to the tune of old macdonald had a farm. but would sing sharon murray had a house eieio, in the house she had 5 dogs, eieio, with a woof woof here etc. and dad would just giggle, as his lbd progressed his laugh was more infanitle and cuter. i would make up all types of songs and rhyes and he would just giggle and hum with me all the time. changing happy birhtday to hippo birthday. or frosty the snowman would be snickers the dogman , after my dog snickers, i had fun, dad laughed and i have wonderful yet silly memories. and sometimes when dad was being irate and hateful, i would softly start singing my song and gradually sing it louder and often it would get dad off of his temper tantrum, not alwyas but more often than not it worked. > hugs to all, sharon m > -- > Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, > may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, > a smile a day keeps the meanies away Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 I am sitting here with a big grin singing along to your e-mail!!! My Mum used to sing that song but I haven't heard it in years!! I may sing it to Mum on Tuesday when I am in to visit. Thanks for the memory wrote: Thanks for sharing... My mom wasn't a singer... but I do remember one song she'd sing - so will try it out at my next visit... I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck... > > hello all, > my dad was also a music lover. he loved all types of music, from symphony to jazz to rock to classical, you name it. and he would sing, off key but thats ok. and i have the same love of music, and the same off key voice. > i, however, would change words to popular songs just to make others laugh. for ex, we all live in the purple submarine, becuase purple is my favorite color. another one i would sing alot to the tune of old macdonald had a farm. but would sing sharon murray had a house eieio, in the house she had 5 dogs, eieio, with a woof woof here etc. and dad would just giggle, as his lbd progressed his laugh was more infanitle and cuter. i would make up all types of songs and rhyes and he would just giggle and hum with me all the time. changing happy birhtday to hippo birthday. or frosty the snowman would be snickers the dogman , after my dog snickers, i had fun, dad laughed and i have wonderful yet silly memories. and sometimes when dad was being irate and hateful, i would softly start singing my song and gradually sing it louder and often it would get dad off of his temper tantrum, not alwyas but more often than not it worked. > hugs to all, sharon m > -- > Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, > may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, > a smile a day keeps the meanies away --------------------------------- Make free worldwide PC-to-PC calls. Try the new Yahoo! Canada Messenger with Voice Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 Imogene- What sweet and wonderful memories. Our Dads aren't with us today on Father's Day, but they left us with wonderful memories. These memories will sustain us for the rest of our life. XOXOXO Gerry Deverell Wilmington, De. Daughter and caregiver for Dick Deverell who passed away 9-11-06 after more than a 4 yr. battle with LBD. Re: Re: singing I loved singing. I had to study a tune and listen carefully to get the tune right, because of my hearing, but once I got it, I could sing it. When I was younger I loved Lanza. I still sing bits of his songs. Bad of course, because of my Asthma, and being short winded, hoarse, and old age. You name it, But the point I wanted to join in on the conversation was singing with daddy. Daddy played several musical instruments, and we loved it. When we were out on the boat together, and the other girls were fast asleep in a bunk, daddy and I sat on the bow, where he put his steering wheel. He would sit there and talk to me about the universe, point out all the stars, and we studied the weather, and fishing together. He would always say, " Can you hear me Imogene? " How dear those caring words were to my ears. But, the best time was singing with him. We sang " Let me call you sweet heart " (you can tell how old I am) Also, " You are my sunshine, " and a number of others. I sang while he carried the harmony. I never could figure out how a person could sing harmony, but it sure was fun and pretty. Can you tell? I loved my daddy with all my heart, and he knew it. Out of eleven children, I inherited his prized Gibson guitar. I took it in for new strings, and the man offered me a thousand bucks for it straight out. No way. Since the List wasn't busy, and we are talking fathers, and singing, I told my story. Hope it's alright. Imogene Caregiver for my True Texas Gentleman husband of 35 years. He has LBD with Parkinsonism, and Frontal Lobe Disease with Apathy, and possibly AD. In a message dated 6/18/2006 12:09:09 PM Central Daylight Time, LadySmilingAtU2@... writes: our song that we sang to each other was You are my sunshine. that was god one sor us. hugs, sharon -- Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, a smile a day keeps the meanies away ---- wrote: Thanks for sharing... My mom wasn't a singer... but I do remember one song she'd sing - so will try it out at my next visit... I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck... > > hello all, > my dad was also a music lover. he loved all types of music, from symphony to jazz to rock to classical, you name it. and he would sing, off key but thats ok. and i have the same love of music, and the same off key voice. > i, however, would change words to popular songs just to make others laugh. for ex, we all live in the purple submarine, becuase purple is my favorite color. another one i would sing alot to the tune of old macdonald had a farm. but would sing sharon murray had a house eieio, in the house she had 5 dogs, eieio, with a woof woof here etc. and dad would just giggle, as his lbd progressed his laugh was more infanitle and cuter. i would make up all types of songs and rhyes and he would just giggle and hum with me all the time. changing happy birhtday to hippo birthday. or frosty the snowman would be snickers the dogman , after my dog snickers, i had fun, dad laughed and i have wonderful yet silly memories. and sometimes when dad was being irate and hateful, i would softly start singing my song and gradually sing it louder and often it would get dad off of his temper tantrum, not alwyas but more often than not it worked. > hugs to all, sharon m > -- > Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, > may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, > a smile a day keeps the meanies away Welcome to LBDcaregivers. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 I really don't mind one bit how your letters look, Gerry. Just type away. I love reading your mail. I mentioned the date, because I really did want to know. It has been etched in all our minds. I love your idea of taking your love out to dinner tonight. It sounds wonderful. Have a lovely evening, too. Imogene Caregiver for my True Texas Gentleman husband of 35 years. He has LBD with Parkinsonism, and Frontal Lobe Disease with Apathy, and possibly AD. In a message dated 6/18/2006 4:56:09 PM Central Daylight Time, gdev8@... writes: Imogene- That was a slip of the finger on the keyboard. Dad died on 9-11-05. That day is truly engraved into everyone mind as one of the most tragic days in histoory. All of us know where we at the time of the bombing of the World Trade Denter Buildings, just as we remember were we when Kennedy was assinated. On 9-11-01, I was sitting with my Dad in ICU. Dad had suffered a traumatic brain injury that kept him in the hospital and rehab for 4 months. Anyway, a doctor came in a glanced up at his TV and after giving it a thought, stated that is the World Trade Center. My Dad's male nurse lwas really anxious, as were the rest of the staff. Dad's nurse had to cross over the Delaware Memorial Bridge to get home and he was really nerveous that it could be bombed too. I offered to put him up in my extra room, but he swallowed hard and went on home. Dad lived for 4 years past that historic date, but although we told hime what had happened and he faithfully watched the news, I don't think ever sunk in. Just as well. Imogene, I think you and I are the just about the only ones posting today. I was a little down today, so I did a little housework and visited my Mother and played on the computer a whole lot. I am taking my Harry (my wonderful man) out to dinner tonight for Father's Day. We are going do ride down to the Sassafrass River in town, land for dinner. It is a lovely restaurant with a wonderful panaramoic view. I am looking forward. Water is always so comforting. I hope you and your Texas Gentleman have a lovely evening together. XOXOXO Gerry PS I hate to proof read and I do not have spellcheck on my email. Re: Re: singing Gerry, isn't that the truth. I am so sorry about your loosing you dear dad too. In what year did he pass away? I saw the bottom of your signature, and noticed the 9-11, but 06? (smile) Typo. I have so many memories I think I could write a whole book about my father. Imogene Caregiver for my True Texas Gentleman husband of 35 years. He has LBD with Parkinsonism, and Frontal Lobe Disease with Apathy, and possibly AD. In a message dated 6/18/2006 3:03:52 PM Central Daylight Time, gdev8@... writes: Imogene- What sweet and wonderful memories. Our Dads aren't with us today on Father's Day, but they left us with wonderful memories. These memories will sustain us for the rest of our life. XOXOXO Gerry Deverell Wilmington, De. Daughter and caregiver for Dick Deverell who passed away 9-11-06 after more than a 4 yr. battle with LBD. [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 Imogene- That was a slip of the finger on the keyboard. Dad died on 9-11-05. That day is truly engraved into everyone mind as one of the most tragic days in histoory. All of us know where we at the time of the bombing of the World Trade Denter Buildings, just as we remember were we when Kennedy was assinated. On 9-11-01, I was sitting with my Dad in ICU. Dad had suffered a traumatic brain injury that kept him in the hospital and rehab for 4 months. Anyway, a doctor came in a glanced up at his TV and after giving it a thought, stated that is the World Trade Center. My Dad's male nurse lwas really anxious, as were the rest of the staff. Dad's nurse had to cross over the Delaware Memorial Bridge to get home and he was really nerveous that it could be bombed too. I offered to put him up in my extra room, but he swallowed hard and went on home. Dad lived for 4 years past that historic date, but although we told hime what had happened and he faithfully watched the news, I don't think ever sunk in. Just as well. Imogene, I think you and I are the just about the only ones posting today. I was a little down today, so I did a little housework and visited my Mother and played on the computer a whole lot. I am taking my Harry (my wonderful man) out to dinner tonight for Father's Day. We are going do ride down to the Sassafrass River in town, land for dinner. It is a lovely restaurant with a wonderful panaramoic view. I am looking forward. Water is always so comforting. I hope you and your Texas Gentleman have a lovely evening together. XOXOXO Gerry PS I hate to proof read and I do not have spellcheck on my email. Re: Re: singing Gerry, isn't that the truth. I am so sorry about your loosing you dear dad too. In what year did he pass away? I saw the bottom of your signature, and noticed the 9-11, but 06? (smile) Typo. I have so many memories I think I could write a whole book about my father. Imogene Caregiver for my True Texas Gentleman husband of 35 years. He has LBD with Parkinsonism, and Frontal Lobe Disease with Apathy, and possibly AD. In a message dated 6/18/2006 3:03:52 PM Central Daylight Time, gdev8@... writes: Imogene- What sweet and wonderful memories. Our Dads aren't with us today on Father's Day, but they left us with wonderful memories. These memories will sustain us for the rest of our life. XOXOXO Gerry Deverell Wilmington, De. Daughter and caregiver for Dick Deverell who passed away 9-11-06 after more than a 4 yr. battle with LBD. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 I am sure your mom enjoyed that. It is real cute. I vaguely recall hearing bits of it, but I don't remember it other than a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck. Or, was it just a phrase I am thinking about? I made a cassette, (when they were the rage,) and sent it to my mother, for when she got lonesome to hear her daughters singing in the kitchen when we washed dishes. We sang all the time. She had dementia, and was very happy to have the cassette. She also kept my painting right near her all the time. She said those things made her feel closer to her children, when they couldn't visit. Of course none of it worked, not even the phone, when her dementia got too bad. I went to FL to see her, during a leg amputation due to diabetes. She always recognized me. With the other girls right there she was totally confused about them. " Who are you? " she would ask. I felt pretty special, but felt bad for my sisters. Even so, All along I knew it was the dementia talking. She wanted to see my children real bad, and asked me about my boys several times. Finally the next day she said, " I saw your boys on TV last night. " Such handsome young men. " I said, " you did? Oh my goodness I wish I could have seen them too. " We talked happily about my boys. Imogene In a message dated 6/18/2006 8:58:59 PM Central Daylight Time, octoryrose@... writes: Well, mom & I enjoyed listening to her Guys & Dolls CD and then we listened to the Crazy For You CD. We enjoyed our day - and I did sing to her (just the first part...): I love you a bushel and peck A bushel and peck and a hug around the neck A hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap A barrel and a heap and I'm talking in my sleep About you, about you Cause I love you a bushel and a peck You bet your pretty neck, I do Doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle oo I love you a bushel and peck A bushel and peck though you make my heart a wreck Make my heart a wreck and you make my life a mess Make my life a mess, yes A mess of happiness About you, about you Cause I love you a bushel and a peck You bet your pretty neck, I do Doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle oo I love you a bushel and peck A bushel and peck and it beats me all to heck Beats me all to heck and I'll never tend the farm Never tend the farm when I wanna keep my arm About you, about you Cause I love you a bushel and a peck You bet your pretty neck, I do Doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle oo Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 Well, mom & I enjoyed listening to her Guys & Dolls CD and then we listened to the Crazy For You CD. We enjoyed our day - and I did sing to her (just the first part...): I love you a bushel and peck A bushel and peck and a hug around the neck A hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap A barrel and a heap and I'm talking in my sleep About you, about you Cause I love you a bushel and a peck You bet your pretty neck, I do Doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle oo I love you a bushel and peck A bushel and peck though you make my heart a wreck Make my heart a wreck and you make my life a mess Make my life a mess, yes A mess of happiness About you, about you Cause I love you a bushel and a peck You bet your pretty neck, I do Doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle oo I love you a bushel and peck A bushel and peck and it beats me all to heck Beats me all to heck and I'll never tend the farm Never tend the farm when I wanna keep my arm About you, about you Cause I love you a bushel and a peck You bet your pretty neck, I do Doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle, doodle, oodle, oodle oo Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 My dad didn't talk for the last 2 1/2 years of his life but let his brother, my Uncle Mel, show up with his guitar and mandolin and dad would follow along with words and melody. Also, my dad and I had a favorite - " The ole grey mare ain't what she used to be... " the rest I shall sing to myself, dad had his own version...sure makes for sweet memories. Thank you to everyone for helping me to recall some very special memories of my dad this Father's Day. I have been very busy getting my 12 year old ready to travel to Europe on Thursday so I didn't take much time out to go to the memories. Now reading the many messages of singing, and of dad's...it has brought up many stored memories. By the way, may be able to meet Dear Sally in Kent, England - I am so envious, yet thrilled he will have this opportunity. Again, heartfelt thanks to all who have talked about singing, for sharing their stories, and for helping to recall some very special memories of my dear dad. Sandie Des Moines, IA dad, Merle, passed away from LBD 9-20-02, age 65 -- Re: Re: singing Being from Florida, of course we sang Swannee River. Our version. Way down upon the Swannee River That's the place to get your information of the liver. That's where the Crocodile chews your legs And the Swans on the Swannee lay hard boild eggs Way down upon the Swannee River No more I wish to roam Oh the coons they say they're glad to get away Far from the Old folks at home Isn't that terrible? Kids do have fun. Imogene In a message dated 6/18/2006 1:11:54 PM Central Daylight Time, skrabek@... writes: I am sitting here with a big grin singing along to your e-mail!!! My Mum used to sing that song but I haven't heard it in years!! I may sing it to Mum on Tuesday when I am in to visit. Thanks for the memory wrote: Thanks for sharing... My mom wasn't a singer... but I do remember one song she'd sing - so will try it out at my next visit... I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck... > > hello all, > my dad was also a music lover. he loved all types of music, from symphony to jazz to rock to classical, you name it. and he would sing, off key but thats ok. and i have the same love of music, and the same off key voice. > i, however, would change words to popular songs just to make others laugh. for ex, we all live in the purple submarine, becuase purple is my favorite color. another one i would sing alot to the tune of old macdonald had a farm. but would sing sharon murray had a house eieio, in the house she had 5 dogs, eieio, with a woof woof here etc. and dad would just giggle, as his lbd progressed his laugh was more infanitle and cuter. i would make up all types of songs and rhyes and he would just giggle and hum with me all the time. changing happy birhtday to hippo birthday. or frosty the snowman would be snickers the dogman , after my dog snickers, i had fun, dad laughed and i have wonderful yet silly memories. and sometimes when dad was being irate and hateful, i would softly start singing my song and gradually sing it louder and often it would get dad off of his temper tantrum, not alwyas but more often than not it worked. > hugs to all, sharon m > -- > Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, > may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, > a smile a day keeps the meanies away Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 19, 2006 Report Share Posted June 19, 2006 I enjoyed it all no end! It is nice to get a happy break. I had some questions for the list, and now they evade me. I'll have to write them down when I think of it. Imogene In a message dated 6/19/2006 12:50:32 AM Central Daylight Time, sanclown@... writes: Dad used to sing... " The ole gray mare she ain't what she used to be, plpppphhhhhh on the apple tree, plppppphhhhhh on the apple tree, the ole gray mare she ain't what she used to be, many long years ago. " Made me laugh every time he sang it. I started the tune when he was unable to talk and he would join in. We always got the giggles. My Uncle would travel to nursing homes with his instruments and have sing-a-longs. He visited dad many times and dad sure enjoyed singing along with his brother. One of Uncle Mel's favorites was... " In the Sweet, Bye and Bye " ...can't remember all of it at the moment. Uncle Mel was a self taught musician and could play any and all instruments, it was nothing to have all the kids join in with him from time to time. He also did clowning so at his funeral one of the songs played was " Send In the Clowns " - he and I had so much in common. Something else amazing to me about my Uncle was that he lived with Parkinson's for over 18 years and during the last 4 or 5 years of his life he made a Hammered Dulcimer. If you aren't familiar with this instrument just type in Hammered Dulcimer in a search area and go to a site that shows the American Hammered Dulcimer. Quite impressive for anyone to make let alone for my Uncle with Parkinson's. He was the last of my dad's siblings to pass away, that was last November. He had taught so many the true meaning of life, how to live it with fun and happiness, and to share gifts of giving with everyone. Thanks for all the conversation tonight, well, this early morning Imogene. I have truly enjoyed it. Hugs- Sandie -- Re: Re: singing Being from Florida, of course we sang Swannee River. Our version. Way down upon the Swannee River That's the place to get your information of the liver. That's where the Crocodile chews your legs And the Swans on the Swannee lay hard boild eggs Way down upon the Swannee River No more I wish to roam Oh the coons they say they're glad to get away Far from the Old folks at home Isn't that terrible? Kids do have fun. Imogene In a message dated 6/18/2006 1:11:54 PM Central Daylight Time, skrabek@... writes: I am sitting here with a big grin singing along to your e-mail!!! My Mum used to sing that song but I haven't heard it in years!! I may sing it to Mum on Tuesday when I am in to visit. Thanks for the memory wrote: Thanks for sharing... My mom wasn't a singer... but I do remember one song she'd sing - so will try it out at my next visit... I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck... > > hello all, > my dad was also a music lover. he loved all types of music, from symphony to jazz to rock to classical, you name it. and he would sing, off key but thats ok. and i have the same love of music, and the same off key voice. > i, however, would change words to popular songs just to make others laugh. for ex, we all live in the purple submarine, becuase purple is my favorite color. another one i would sing alot to the tune of old macdonald had a farm. but would sing sharon murray had a house eieio, in the house she had 5 dogs, eieio, with a woof woof here etc. and dad would just giggle, as his lbd progressed his laugh was more infanitle and cuter. i would make up all types of songs and rhyes and he would just giggle and hum with me all the time. changing happy birhtday to hippo birthday. or frosty the snowman would be snickers the dogman , after my dog snickers, i had fun, dad laughed and i have wonderful yet silly memories. and sometimes when dad was being irate and hateful, i would softly start singing my song and gradually sing it louder and often it would get dad off of his temper tantrum, not alwyas but more often than not it worked. > hugs to all, sharon m > -- > Daugher of Leonard, diag May 2004, had lbd since 1993, had hip surgery from fall 7/05, aspiration pneumonia 7/05 with pulmonary embolyis, had aspiration pneumonia and uti 8/05, died of blood pressure drop on 9/25/05, > may he rest in peace with his mom and dad, > a smile a day keeps the meanies away Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 19, 2006 Report Share Posted June 19, 2006 I loved all your stories, especially yours, Imogene. I had forgotten so many of the songs you mentioned, but I know every one of them When my little sister was a baby I used to sing, " Beautiful , beautiful brown eyes " to her, except I changed it to blue eyes. It always calmed her and put her to sleep. She's a middle aged mother with a glamourous career in theatre now but I wonder if she remembers. Unfortunately I have a cracking, high pitched squeaky voice and , who loves me otherwise, can't stand to hear me sing. I bought him a CD player so he had something by his bed and he listens to Nana Mouskouri and others. But I sing along with my CDs when I am alone in the car. I sound great with , and Willy and they don't seem to mind my voice at all. Does anyone remember " So it was , , long before the fashion changed,..;.it's a grand old name. " My grandmother sang that when I was very young and it still makes me misty. I so much wanted to be called that I insisted my parents give my sister that name. And they did. Dixie McIlwraith Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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