THE REST OF THE BEST: SING TO ME
By Alfred Geeson, Milledgeville, Georgia
My grandfather had just been buried, and the grave was being filled in when, surprisingly, my dad began to sing “Danny Boy.” Later, he explained that it was family tradition to sing this song at our deceased parents’ gravesides to sing them to sleep, and that when he and Mother passed, I would be expected to do the same.
Circumstances prevented my singing at Mother’s grave, but I did sing at my dad’s. I now live in America and have no living children; I often wonder who will sing “Danny Boy” at my funeral. Who will sing me to sleep?
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