I need to get up and walk around and keep my knees from getting bad, which is what's happening.

The house is in turmoil with records on every space. In the kitchen and in the dining room is covered with records. I don't have a big enough house to accommodate everything.

Boy, I'm just quietly doing my thing, and I hope they'll look around and get my record out.

I started to play Jazz music in my early teens. A boyfriend brought records over, so I listened to everything

As long as I can still be on my own and do my own thing and be working full time, it's great.

The key of D is daffodil yellow, B major is maroon, and B flat is blue.

It's awful to have to, but I've started thinking about that, you know. 86. I'm thinking, well, maybe I might make it to 90. At least I'd like to have my brains.