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This was played at my mothers funeral 30 years ago. As a child I was brought up on a diet of Neil Diamond. Coming home from school in the 70s, if my mother was in a good place (and she wasn’t very often) I’d hear him at full volume coming from the house as I walked down Birdham Rd. That why...

Indeed, I was quite near the front and really did feel like I was in the presence of greatness

This was too obvious for me to post, it was played at my nephew’s funeral in 1994, he was 19. I couldn’t bring myself to listen to it for a good few years despite, as you say, it is beautiful. Here’s to your nan and my Kev