( back in the 1949's, if a women was single and pregnant, she was treated and thought as being "loose". The Dr. acting in what he thought was in our best interest, changed my last name to what mom's was. Did you follow that?)
This isn't to say my "pop" was a bad person, he probably wasn't, since my mom thought he was the cats meow, and like mom and me, he loved making music.
ok, that's enough personal stuff for a Monday. This should hold you all till Terrible Tuesday rolls around.
Have a great sun shiny week.