I recall, when, at 5 years old, (me, not my mom), mother would always have the radio on in the house.  I would sit and listen to it for hours.  It was always “big band” music.  I liked it, but, I kept waiting to hear someone sing. When the announcer would say, “so and so and the orchestra”, I would think to myself, “so and so”, would be a singer, and I would listen, (anxiously awaiting a voice). To my disappointment, it was always just the orchestra with no singer.  I knew mom would be singing to herself.

 Mom was a real good singer. She sang commercials and tap danced on live radio shows when she was a teenager.

(….memories….)