I was born in the latter era so I guess you know my choice. I remember dad playing lines and getting to line 6 I'd pretend to sing along. He had so many casette tapes as well as old records. He had an amplifier and each weekend our home would be turned into some sort of a ballroom. He and mom would do the chacha and boogie while us kids would giggle at their moves. So many memories are stored in melodies I love to listen to to this day. Someday I'll meet dad again up in the clouds with music from angels. That, I fervently wish. For now I am content listening to the old songs of yesteryears.
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