I was there too, Don. I was 6 when the war started. My mother had died and my dad worked nights in the factory. Consequently I and my brother and sister ate our supper in a local restaurant where the jukebox was constantly playing. Fond memories of the big bands, the Mills Brothers, the Ink Spots and many others.
My musical DNA seems to be a composite of that era as well as the church music of the time which most always was played in an uptempo lively style.

Don S. - The Other Don

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