My mother was not a tv person, but Saturday nights in the ’60’s were an exception. She loved Lawrence Welk. When Saturday rolled around, there was no question as to what would be on tv – The Lawrence Welk Show. She liked the band, the accordion being played, the champagne bubbles that floated through the air, the Lennon Sisters, other special singers and the dancing. I wonder if she imagined herself gliding over the dance floor, her full skirt twirling as her partner spun her around.
Mama always liked music, not all kinds of course. She had a few favorite albums she played occasionally. It seemed she really liked artists that whistled or yodeled. I can still hear the smooth falsettos of Slim Whitman, the country yodeling singer, coming from the record player.
We often heard her singing, humming or whistling. I can assure you that we didn’t always appreciate it, especially early in the morning when it was time to get up.