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Into the hearth Volume 3 (U2 fans speaking about their relationship with a u2 song).
Doris Ferzetti talks about Where the streets have no name
When I bought The Joshua Tree all those years ago, I was 18 years old, and I played that album over and over. I played the tape constantly even if my parents were with me. I was determined to make them U2 fans. Well, over time, they didn’t mind hearing “my” music. My Father even commented how he really liked that “Streets” song. Fast forward to 2004. My Father, a retired graphic artist, decided he needed something to do to stay busy. He took a part time job working in an art museum, and I noticed that he really seemed to like to listen to cd’s in the car. So in December of 2004, I gave my Father, The Joshua Tree. I told him that it was the album, with “Streets”. He really looked excited to have it, and new I had put some real thought into that small gift because of how much I love U2. It was the last Christmas present I gave my Father. He passed away from heart failure, the following September of 2005. The funeral home asked us to put together some photos that they could play on a cd for people at his viewing. They said to include any music that my father liked. So in addition to Creedance Clearwater Revival, we added The Joshua Tree. The CD was in my Dad’s car…it was sitting on the passenger seat. I knew he had been listening to it over and over…just like his daughter did! I play that CD, and “Streets” with a big smile on my face. As the tears come down, I know my Dad is looking down on me and I know he is in a beautiful place. A place where the Streets have no Name. Thanks U2 from me and my Dad!
By Doris Ferzetti
Dedicated to my Dear Father, Virgil H. Armstrong