I’ll Be Seeing You
I’m posting this in memory of my mother, in honor of her birthday. She loved this song, and I often hear it in my head as I sort through all these old photographs, seeing her (and too many other loved ones now gone) in all the old familiar places…Pheasant Hill Street, Westchester Circle, Columbus Street, Swift’s Beach, Crystal Park and more.
I share your memories but with my parents, who lived in the era of WWII. My father left to the Pacific. They kept in touch and always thought of this song. Jo Stafford, no one can sing it better. Those were the greatest days.