Jamie Barnett (11/10/04) I grew up in a house filled with music. Certainly some of the music came from records but most of it came from our mouths. My mother sang while she washed dishes. When she didn't know all the words she made some up. She could whistle with the sweetest vibrato. My father showed us harmony and it was magic. With seven kids in the family, it was hard to find a note in the chord that wasn't taken. ...