Thanksgiving Day, my wife and I were preparing the feast for ourselves, our daughter, my mother in-law and several of our daughter’s roommates.
My wife had the radio playing…a real FM broadcast radio…so I know it wasn’t a case of an “internet dossier” being used to target content to me.
The radio station played, in order, Bette Midler’s “The Rose”, Bread’s “Everything I Own” and Garth Brooks’ “The Dance”.
When my fiancee was in hospice, she wanted to plan her funeral while her mind was still clear–not the usual thing for 21 and 22 year old”kids” to do. For the music, she wanted each of us to pick a song. She picked “The Rose”. I picked “Everything I Own”. Since it was her funeral, she decided her song should go first.
I can’t imagine a radio station playing those songs together and in that order, especially on Thanksgiving Day. And I know my wife wouldn’t “do” that to me by calling in a request, so I don’t have an explanation. Maybe there are ghosts. If so, my fiancee sure did add a fitting third song.
By the way, she died November 24, 1983. If you look that up on a calendar, it’s Thanksgiving Day.