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Soundtrack of Our Childhood

The backstories of those favorite albums that still frame our memories

Who spilled the milk on the kitchen floor? Pharaoh in pajamas in the middle of the night…  Eisav is coming with 400 men…

The songs we grew up with (or the songs our kids grew up with) somehow remain etched in our minds forever. Some bring up memories of specific Yamim Tovim or times of year, others cause flashbacks to a particular class or grade in school, or maybe a notable year in summer camp.

The backstories of those favorite albums that still frame our memories

 

(Originally featured in Mishpacha, Issue 931)

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