If you were to ever look at my playlist - it would be hard to determine if I was 17, 35 or 70 years old. There is everything from BTS and Taylor Swift to Loretta Lynn and Roy Clark from The Carpenters and Talking Heads to Michael Jackson and Little River Band. I've been trying to figure out for years where I got my taste in music. I believe I have narrowed it down to one person. My sister. She is a couple of years older than me, and of course, the younger sibling always thinks the elder sibling is way cool in all choices. I have to say, for music, in retrospect, she was pretty cool. Before we could buy our own records, we had to depend on whatever was in Mom and Dad's collection. My parents must have had the Oklahoma soundtrack because she introduced me to Surrey with the Fringe on Top. She also introduced me to Herb Albert and The Tijuana Brass. Her favorite was A Taste of Honey while I preferred Lonely Bull. ...
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