I miss being able to sing. It was a big part of my world, something I gratefully enjoyed doing for more than fifty years. It was always rewarding and a great and safe vehicle where I could display and express my emotions. Freeing and cathartic are two words that come to mind, woven deep in each opportunity to sing. But time and Parkinson's disease have taken their toll and dramatically altered the landscape of my life. My singing days are long gone, given way to a treasure chest of cherish...