My father loved music. An avid collector, he had over 2,000 LPs (for the younger set those are the big vinyl records that are making a comeback). 🙂 He kept his collection organized by artist in alphabetical order with a special section just for Christmas Music.

Throughout my teens, we lived in southern Germany. Heintje was a young boy with the voice of an angel who was one of my father’s favourites. He would play him again and again and again, always commenting on the clarity of his voice, the sharpness of his enunciation as if he had just discovered him all over again. My father was always enthusiastic in his passions.

Kling Glöckchen klingelingeling was one of his favourites.