[mkjessup]

When my grandmother was reaching the end of her life, had lost most of her faculties, was blind, had lost the ability to speak, she could still hum the alto to Jesus Loves Me, when my mother would play it on the piano.
It is said that Music is one of the last senses to go, and reverting to the first song that you ever learned is not surprising. Wasn’t Whitney Huston’s father a minister? I hear her last days were a blur of mental confusion, so....

The first song I learned was Jerry Lee Lewis "Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On", so whoever shows up at my deathbed is in for a surprise.

[POWERSBOOTHEFAN]

That’ll be a great photo op! I’d love to see your loved one’s faces when you start singing rock-and-roll before you take your last breath!