It Was a Good Time

Sometimes A Day Goes By

I've always loved this song, from a fantastic Pop album by Placcido Domingo. But since losing Mom, I find it really reminds me of her. It's so true.

The Impossible Dream

Another Broadway score Mom and I loved was "The Man of La Mancha". Here's the incomparable Richard Kiley.

Wind beneath My Wings

Carmel Quin did two or three concerts at my alma mater, The College of our Lady of the Elms in Chicopee, Mass. while I was a student there. Mom and I attended and enjoyed them. At one of the shows, Carmel sang "The Wind beneath My Wings." Funnily enough, though I was familiar with the song, it had never done a whole lot for me. Hearing Carmel sing it, though, brought the meaning home to me. I remember squeezing Mom's hand during the song, and her seeming perplexed at my doing so. But it said everything I was never able to say to her.

Can't seem to find Carmel Quin on YouTube, so here's Bette Midler.

Cecelia

Mom was a fan of Simon and Garfunkel, and "Cecelia" was a particular favorite.