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Just One More Song

Conversations with My Wife After Her Death

DEDICATION
Almost every night, before going to sleep, Dee liked me to sing to her. The song she'd pick would depend on her mood or the occasion - if the day were special - or simply on the time of year. On the first day of fall when the colors began to change, she'd always pick "Autumn Leaves." More often than not, when I finished, she'd say, "Just one more song, this time you pick it."

For Dee
In loving memory...Just one more song.