If my childhood (life) were put into song...

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.....this would probably be it.

My Aunt Susan Wilson sang Land of My Father at the fun-er-al. I have always loved and dreaded this song. Even as a kid it would choke me up because as Domi said when he requested an MP3, "Way too relevant; it's almost like she's singing about our childhood."

I will apologize for the quality, I was at a funeral so discreet was the watch word of the day. All things considered its not so bad.

So,  for all the Californians, especially those near Monterrey or in the Central Valley, here's Land of My Father. (It's not really a video, just audio).