We were playing a game at Brenda's the other night and something in the conversation reminded her of some lyrics to a song which she began to sing. I've heard her sing to her children to cheer them up, or to calm them down. She sings for our family. She sang in church recently. She auditioned to sing in the Portland Music Festival--an original song based on the scripture, "I give unto men weakness that they may be strong." I hope she's chosen for it.
Eldon likes to sing in the shower or when he's getting dressed. His favorites are "I'm Forever Chasing Bubbles" or "She Wore Blue Velvet" and he doesn't know the whole song, just a fragment. But it's so cheerful to hear him. I know he's happy.
I remember Daddy liked to sing when he was on the riding lawn mower. Possibly he thought he couldn't be heard over the noise of the motor. We never told him we could hear him well because we didn't want him to quit! I loved to hear Daddy sing.

One last memory burned into my heart. One night we were all sitting out on the bench in the rose garden watching a full moon rise over Mount Timpanogos. Daddy started singing "When the Moon Comes Over the Mountain" made famous by Kate Smith. Mom started harmonizing with him and I thought it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever heard.
It's not so much a question of Can you sing? But rather, Will you sing?