Sang this WWII-era song at my neighbor Elva’s memorial service because her husband served in WWII, and for all we know, we all may meet again some sunny day.
I wrote this song as a sort of rollicking sea shanty. It’s just one of those things that spontaneously came forth! Our kitty, Callie, makes an entrance at the end.
My mom, Jonni Greene, died two weeks ago. She was a singer, and singing was something we shared with love. This song came into my head yesterday, and it’s no wonder. The sad thing is, there is no other time after a person is gone. Still, we did spend quality time together before she died, and we did tell each other everything we wanted to– up til then. I’m sure there will be many more things I want to tell or ask my mother as the years go by, and who knows? If there is such a thing as life after death, or reincarnation, we might actually catch up some other time.
This was a song I worked on translating with a mentor in 1994, and I performed it as the finale to a one-man show I put on San Diego in 1995. I was only 28 then! If you can’t tell, I sang & signed this song simultaneously– a hard feat because what I was signing was not the same as what I was singing. I signed it as ASL as I could while singing English. Do you like it? Leave a comment to let me know what you think. Or, if you would sign it differently, post a video response. (By the way, looking back I can see that I took this song too slow, and my singing and signing were a bit over-the-top. Oh, well! 😉