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I have a very fond memory of one the very first gifts my husband ever gave me. It was a cassette tape that he created with songs that expressed his feelings at this time in our life.
How quietly sad I was when the cassette player became obsolete.Making it difficult to further listen to our young love. Now that cassette lies buried in a box somewhere in our attic walls.
Over the years, music has played within the walls of our home and lives. We have even passed this on to our son. A form of entertainment, a way to boost energy or helping soothe a soul after a long day. Many artists of different genera's vocally reviling a wide vary of emotions that we may feel.
Oh how I long to once again listen to that period of time. To be able to close my eyes tonight and dream of those innocent times.

Ah the sweet home made cassett tapes-I could make you a CD if that would make you feel better.
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