Comments for Blinking Lemon http://blinkinglemon.com Mon, 06 Sep 2010 19:36:50 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.10 Comment on Marv Berkman of Song & Story - by Felice Sage http://blinkinglemon.com/?p=29#comment-199 Sat, 21 Nov 2009 23:00:49 +0000 http://blinkinglemon.com/?p=29#comment-199 I'm the older (much) daughter from the first Marv marriage and never knew from Froggie Went a Courting, etc. as a kid. By the age of 4 my favorite "children's" songs were St. James Infirmary, Franky and Johnny, San Francisco Fan, Miss Otis Regrets (now there's a great song), pretty much anything Cab Calloway. They've all held up nicely. This probably accounts for my early and enduring aversion to cutesy teen pop and cutesty teen idols. Thanks Dad! I’m the older (much) daughter from the first Marv marriage and never knew from Froggie Went a Courting, etc. as a kid. By the age of 4 my favorite “children’s” songs were St. James Infirmary, Franky and Johnny, San Francisco Fan, Miss Otis Regrets (now there’s a great song), pretty much anything Cab Calloway. They’ve all held up nicely. This probably accounts for my early and enduring aversion to cutesy teen pop and cutesty teen idols. Thanks Dad!

]]> Comment on Marv Berkman of Song & Story - by Darrell http://blinkinglemon.com/?p=29#comment-194 Tue, 10 Nov 2009 22:22:56 +0000 http://blinkinglemon.com/?p=29#comment-194 Speaking of food; There wasn't an Asian restaurant in Colorado Springs that Marv, Judy, Felice, Kyle and I hadn't tried. Korean, Thai, Vietnamese, Chinese, Indian......you name it, we ate it either here in Denver during their visits or in the Springs for ours. And spicy hot was never hot enough for Pop. Korean was our fave. After those wonderful lunches we always went back to the house for strong tea and something sweet to accompany the conversation. Topics always included music, family, and food, in any order and sometime at once. Is it only in our family that we discuss what's for the next meal while eating the present one? I would hope not. It's an absolute pleasure and privilege being married into the Berkman family. So, life goes on with many fond memories and many more to come. Shalom, -Darrell Speaking of food; There wasn’t an Asian restaurant in Colorado Springs that Marv, Judy, Felice, Kyle and I hadn’t tried. Korean, Thai, Vietnamese, Chinese, Indian……you name it, we ate it either here in Denver during their visits or in the Springs for ours. And spicy hot was never hot enough for Pop. Korean was our fave. After those wonderful lunches we always went back to the house for strong tea and something sweet to accompany the conversation. Topics always included music, family, and food, in any order and sometime at once. Is it only in our family that we discuss what’s for the next meal while eating the present one? I would hope not. It’s an absolute pleasure and privilege being married into the Berkman family. So, life goes on with many fond memories and many more to come.
Shalom,
-Darrell

]]> Comment on Marv Berkman of Song & Story - by Pammy http://blinkinglemon.com/?p=29#comment-193 Tue, 10 Nov 2009 17:16:22 +0000 http://blinkinglemon.com/?p=29#comment-193 As I told big beloved bro-in-law Darrell: Because of my father, I was a teenager before I realized that you could yell out a song to a guitar player to play and he MIGHT NOT KNOW IT. Seriously. Amazing Grace. St. James’ Infirmary. Peter and the Wolf. Beethoven’s Ninth. Sixteen Tons. Smoke on the Water. The First Noel. Froggy Went a Courting. The Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy. Sweet Home Chicago. College drinking songs from the twenties I don’t even know the names of. Some Italian children’s song about seven boats – sung in Italian. The Story of Dunderbeck and His Sausage Meat Machine. The Hora. Hernando’s Hideaway. What, can’t everybody’s Daddy do that? I was also a teenager before I realized that you could get into a car with someone and give them any address in greater Chicagoland, and the driver MIGHT NOT AUTOMATICALLY KNOW HOW TO GET THERE. In a Chicago snowstorm. Stopping for the best Chinese, Japanese, Korean, or Thai food available in the area on the way. Safe passage, Daddy. As I told big beloved bro-in-law Darrell: Because of my father, I was a teenager before I realized that you could yell out a song to a guitar player to play and he MIGHT NOT KNOW IT. Seriously. Amazing Grace. St. James’ Infirmary. Peter and the Wolf. Beethoven’s Ninth. Sixteen Tons. Smoke on the Water. The First Noel. Froggy Went a Courting. The Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy. Sweet Home Chicago. College drinking songs from the twenties I don’t even know the names of. Some Italian children’s song about seven boats – sung in Italian. The Story of Dunderbeck and His Sausage Meat Machine. The Hora. Hernando’s Hideaway. What, can’t everybody’s Daddy do that? I was also a teenager before I realized that you could get into a car with someone and give them any address in greater Chicagoland, and the driver MIGHT NOT AUTOMATICALLY KNOW HOW TO GET THERE. In a Chicago snowstorm. Stopping for the best Chinese, Japanese, Korean, or Thai food available in the area on the way. Safe passage, Daddy.

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