There are several memorable vacations over the years to remember. Although, with both Freddy and Rosemary gone now my first tour of Branson fills my heart up. Goodness a music lovers dream of course I would also have to say for the good old classic music.
We watched at least two shows, I have a few memory lapses about the in betweens, but I do know for sure about the music. I still have a CD that I have in pretty good shape from one show with all the classics. Then we saw a show at the Lawrence Welk Theater and I got to meet one of the clarinetists; Henry Cuesta. All I could say was Hi and I wouldn’t have said that much without Papaw’s help.
This city has changed since that first time my brothers and I were introduced; I became totally ensconced as I think my brothers were as well. We have each been there since at least a dozen times with mom and dad or otherwise now. It was this first trip with our grandparents that piqued our interest for decades to come.
Jewells of Thought 
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