My dearest friends, Phil and Caryn Marlowe, live in Knoxville and are a husband/wife singer team. She did a production of White Christmas last fall at her high school and we recorded this late one night last August while goofing around. Phil's dad was in the middle of progressing downward from pancreatic cancer, and my daddy had just gotten the diagnosis of tongue cancer. Those were frightening times. It was a very meaningful night, as we played and sang with all the emotion of both families welling up and threatening to overflow. We shared this recording with both our fathers afterwards, and it has been a blessing to all of us. Phil's daddy passed away in December. My daddy is doing well now.