20 September 2010 Monday
When guests are arriving soon for a party/gathering at my parents’ house, I can always mark it by the music that Dad will have turned on in the living room. It used to always be George Winston, which made me think of Thanksgiving and Christmas. Now he nearly always turns on Josh Ritter, which I don’t associate so much with Thanksgiving/Christmas as I do with a hundred other things. They still add up to home.
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