I’ve been saying for years the first music I remember in my life is my mom singing Motown songs with the radio.  That’s not true.  It was Jim Croce on the record player when my father would make my sister and I dinner when I was very young.  I remember the song “Hey Tomorrow” playing when my dad was changing my clothes.

Recently, I’ve revisited his music and it brings to mind warm memories and happy feelings.  Jim was an incredible talent – of course he died far too young, but how many people leave a legacy like his?

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