My grandma's favorite! I grew up listening to her songs being sung by my grandma in the sweetest little voice on our way to a nuclear freeze march, protest, or other activist event in the late 70s and early 80s. We once went door to door c...anvassing for the freeze when I was about 5. A sweet, beautiful lady and her granddaughter with a pretty pink dress and white-blonde hair was a pretty sure way to guarantee people wouldn't slam the door in our faces. When people would say no to signing our petition, she taught me too say, all big teary eyes, "You don't want me to die, do you?" We got more signatures than probably anyone else. Anyway, thank you for allowing me to share this memory, I love her music and I have the coolest grandma.