I am thankful for shared memories in song. We sang a song today, On Faith Alone, that we sang two years ago. From the moment I heard it I knew it was the song I wanted the choir to sing at Mom's memorial service. Today when we brought it out I had just heard the fresh news of the death of a dear friend's husband. That mingled with memories of singing it before Mom died and hearing the choir sing it for us kept me a bit weepy. We talked later about pieces that we hold dear because of when we sang them.