I miss the endless nights you shared stories about your performances in Carnegie Hall.
I never quite understood how difficult it must’ve been to give up your singing career to have me, at such a young age.
Those Carnegie performances eventually evolved into my bedtime serenades. I remember every song… every note… every tear that fell.. especially when you sung “Thanks for My Child”
I cant write anymore..
Categories: Dear Universe
Dear Universe.. 
Dear Universe. 
The Luthas Center for Excellence 
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