I remember a woman coming by my mother’s bed and asking if she’d like some music.

My mother hesitated and then said, OK, my husband and I used to love Frank Sinatra’s Strangers in the Night, do you know that song? The musician played and sang the song and my mother looked at me, put out her hand for me to hold, and said, “you look just like him.”
It was a fond memory of my mother I’d never have if it wasn’t for that musician.

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One Response to “I remember a woman coming by my mother’s bed and asking if she’d like some music.”

  1. Amanda says:
    February 23, 2010 at 2:00 pm

    What a beautiful story. Thank you so much for sharing.