I have become a big fan of You Tube. It is a wonderful invention. I began by following a friend's Facebook link to watch the St. Luke's Bottle Band play the Peacherine Rag. The band, which is from St. Luke's Lutheran Church in Park Ridge, Illinois, has 26 videos posted. I have watched them all several times. Since then I have watched the Ooey Gooey Lady (Lisa Murphy, who is a nationally known early childhood trainer who is based in Rochester) talk about the children that she has known in her classrooms. I have watched Mendisa sing of the glories of the Lord and naked Swedish men dance the Krispbread Dance. I have even watched Big Brother and the Holding Company (without Janis Joplin) play "In the Hall of the Mountain King" by Edvard Grieg. One video leads to another which leads to another.
I have, however truly appreciated the value of You Tube until recently. At the end of the last school year my daughter and her family moved to North Carolina. It was a good move for the family, and my grandchildren are getting a chance to know their NC grandma for more than a week a year. Still I miss them very much, and it becomes worse at certain times of the year. This year is the first that I have missed my granddaughter's dance recital. But --guess what -- one of the fathers has posted it on You Tube. When I get lonely, I can go online and watch her dance, leap, and twirl. It's not as good as living next door, but it is wonderful!
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