Years ago…I would tape conversations with my GrandDad (Pop Pop).  Not for any particular reason except that I knew one day I would want to hear his voice again. He got a kick out of it. “What you want me to say? Why you taping me Baby Cake?”

Soon, it became natural.  I guess an early version of a reality show…he would forget that I had my little cassette recorder going.

I had my Great-Grand Mother (Mom Sue) until I was 12.  I was very close to her and tried to hold on to her voice…but it has faded. When I became an adult I wanted to make sure that I could hear comforting voices when I needed some comfort as a single woman finding her way.

I went hunting for these tapes today…ahhhh comfort soon come.



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