Leaving on a Jet Plane: We know I Can’t Name the Singers!
When I went back to Bolga, Ghana last summer, my former students sang Miss Ryan’s song to me, and it was this one. They have been singing it the last forty years whenever they get together. Last week a former student I hadn’t seen last summer called to say hello and said she’d meet me at the airport. She ended the conversation by singing this song.
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