Too many to list. I know the lyrics to an uncanny number of songs and always sing them, something my son mentioned was “really annoying” when I put this fun fact about me forth at his wilderness program around the campfire.

When I came out of the coma in 1999, and no one knew if I would be “me” my mother said they knew I would be fine when I started to sing along to all the songs on the radio my sister brought to the hospital.