Nessun Dorma and wrong numbers

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I have had the same cell phone number for about five years now and

I still, to this day, get wrong number calls. At least one per day! My

phone must be a magnet for stray numbers. The funny thing is, it's

always a random guy looking for Elaine, Cheryl or Michelle. And that

is the English speaking guys. I get at least one call a week from some

guy overseas saying, "Salamalekum" and he just won't believe that his

uncle is not somewhere lurking in my house. You would think that

after a while, these guys would recognize my voice and realize that I

am not whoever they're looking for. But no! They hear my voice and

still ask if I'm so and so. I need to change my ring tone, but once I do

something on one of my technical gadgets, I can't remember how to

do it again. So, I'm stuck with Pavarotti singing the opening line of

Nessun Dorma at the top of his lungs, God rest his soul. By the way,

I bought a copy of Pavarotti's Greatest Hits, which was released on

CD shortly after his death last year. I had this as an LP album in the

early 80's and listened to it almost every day the summer I was

expecting our daughter, who is now an opera singer. Hmm, wonder

if it had any influence? It's a wonderful two disc set and I'm thrilled

to have rediscovered it. Even if you are not a big fan of opera, you

would appreciate it just because of his magnificent powerhouse voice.

Di quella pira, from Verdi's Il Trovatore gives me goosebumps.

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