100 Days of Gladness: Day 36
To understand this gladness about retrieving a song that got away, you need the backstory. This is how I found the song the first time:
In the summer of 1988, we lived in Cody, Wyoming. My husband, Harry, was a world renowned western artist, and we lived part of our time in Cody, and the other part in Tuscany. It was a rich, busy time…
