the Golden West” and “Naughty ….

the Golden West” and “Naughty Marietta.”

These beautiful songs stayed with me and these songs, like most of the music I have ever heard, were securely deposited into my memory bank.

I am still surprised when a song pops into my head the instant I open my eyes in the morning. “Oh, what a beautiful morning,” warbles the handsome Gordon MacRae in the movie “Oklahoma!” —and it really is!

At my advanced age, I should be grateful for Doris and all her hard work, and I am so glad that now I only forget names once in a while, and I have not lapsed into dementia or worse.

Doris has always done an outstanding job. I only hope she isn’t planning on retiring any time soon.