The hills are alive with the sound of music...
You raise me up so I can stand on mountains...
I will find my way, I can go the distance...
I will ride, I will fly, chase the wind and touch the sky...
Happy Summer Solstice, Happy Birthday to my second nephew Spencer, and Happy Father's Day to Dad, Grandpa Dahl, and Grandpa Mather.
I can see him singing all of those
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