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My family and indeed, the entire large posterity of my parents' family, almost all of whom are singers and instrumentalists, have my mother, Ruth Green, to thank for the music that has enriched our lives and our service for the last 60-odd years. I do not forget the sacrifice of my father in providing lessons for his five daughters. Mama sent us to our performances saying, "Do pretty," and then attended every one of them. They laid the foundation of the tradition of training and performance that has come down in each one of our families. I am most grateful.
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Lyrics: Hope is the thing with feathers <br/>That perches in the soul <br/>And sings the tune without the words <br/>And never stops at all. <br/> <br/>And sweetest in the gale is heard <br/>And sore must be the storm <br/>That could abash the little bird <br/>That kept so many warm. <br/> <br/>I've heard it in the chillest land <br/>And on the strangest sea; <br/>Yet never, in Extremity, <br/>It asked a crumb of me.
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