At a family reunion in July 2008, it was my 60th birthday. My siblings, Marianne, Jim, and Ed made up a song that gives some insight into my personality and little traits. I always hated the Sound of Music musical when I was a kid, so my siblings set the parody music to the cursed song! All sang this song and then I blew out the candles:

Sound of Music Parody for Matt

The hills are alive with the sound of music

Matt's mind is alive with details

with songs they haves sounds for a thousand years

Of notes, books and bits we have soon forgot

The hills fill my heart with the sound of music

But Matt stores them all oh so neatly

My heart wants to sing every song it hears

To retrieve when our needs become hot

My hearts wants to beat like wings of the birds

He nows what we like be it jazz, blues or pop

That rise form the lakes and trees

Or sweet and low with our teas.

My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies

His mind wants to know, just what is your goal?

From a church on a breeze

He begs, oh tell me please

To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls

Yet, no pushover he'll react with much glee when

Over stones on its way

Good cards come his way

To sing through the night like a lark who

He'll laugh, preen and strut like an ass who

Is learning to pray

Is learning to bray

I go to the hills where my heart is lonely

But lest we omit what your heart has shown us

I know I will hear what I've heard before

We hope you will hear what we've said before

My heart will be blessed with the sound of music

We truly feel blest, thanks for all you have given

And I'll sing once more

But we still want more!