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Judy Kaplan Warner's avatar

When I was little we had a songbook called The Fireside Book of Folk Songs. My mother would play songs from it on the piano and we children would sing. Londonderry Air, with its haunting tune, was one of my favorites. Much later in my life, I acquired a stepdaughter who told me that when she learned Danny Boy in elementary school -- "Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling," she thought it was about a plumber. We laughed our heads off.

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BarbaraJude's avatar

Debra, my older brother can feel your husband's pain regarding his beloved rock collection being thrown-out by his mother. After school one day, my brother came home to find that my mother had discarded his entire comic book collection. Spider man, Fantastic Four, Thor, et al., gone. I'm not sure he ever got over it! Italian mothers of a certain generation were definitely not overly sentimental.

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