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I’ll Sing to That
“Days of Wine and Roses” is a song that was written by Henry Mancini with lyrics by Johnny Mercer. It received the Academy Award for Best Original Song and the 1964 Grammy for Record of the Year and Song of the Year. It was recorded by the American singer Andy Williams, and his version charted on the Billboard Hot 100 and Adult Contemporary charts. My favorite version has always been the one recorded by the Bee Gees member Robin Gibb.
By Rasma Raisters2 months ago in Beat
Rock The Menorah! 20 Rock Stars Who Are Jewish
Judaism has a rich musical history and tradition, so it shouldn't be a surprise that some of the most predominant rock stars in history are Jewish. In Jewish culture, music is used to celebrate, to reflect, and share scripture and prayer.
By Jenika Enoch2 months ago in Beat
The Plunge. Winner in The Ritual of Winter Challenge.
If you had said to me four years ago that one day I would be addicted to swimming in the hole in the ice, I would have said you have lost your mind. And if you had said I would be so into this winter ritual of mine that I would make my own hole in the middle of the lake, I would have asked if you were on drugs.
By R.S. Sillanpaa2 months ago in Humans
Christmas Abroad: Celebrating the Holidays Without Family
I moved to South Korea in 2017. I was twenty-two years old and excited to start my career as an English Second Language Teacher. With a Bachelor's degree and six hundred dollars in my bank account, I set off for Busan.
By Kera Hollow2 months ago in Families
Light the Spirit of Winter
The winter season often holds bittersweet nostalgic memories. In the Southern hemisphere, locals will recall long winter days and a BarB at the beach, but in the Northern hemisphere, the ghosts of Christmas past are released during the longest nights before solstice. For many, 'tis the season of Anhedonia. The lack of interest, enjoyment or pleasure is a common symptom of many mental health conditions.
By Katherine D. Graham2 months ago in Humans
Wild Love at Christmas Eve
If we grow old together, help me to remember the catch in my voice when I faced this old world anew one Christmas Eve ... Aflock in the town's tavern, my head a mix of love and merry. Downing my glass of Moscato, my head spinning with claustrophobia, I ripped away from the endless whir of clutches and kisses. Pushing open the heavy wooden door, I found relief in the welcome outside air.
By Susan L. Marshall2 months ago in Fiction
