Music

During senior year of college (August 2004), I moved into Dana house.  This was a house shared by a group of guys, many of whom attended our Christian fellowship.  It was during this time where I discovered your love of music – you had an extensive music collection and loved to sing along, oftentimes passionately.  The only problem was that you were tone deaf.  We tried to let you know, but it seemed that you would turn a deaf ear to our complaints. Finally, after much encouragement, you promised to rectify the situation.  Your solution was to buy headphones -- presumably to drown out our complaints.  You didn’t stop singing.