I began my conversion to Judaism journey when I was 16, then was eagerly adopted by loving in-laws. My Moshe and I were more observant, so I usually did the prep and cleaning while his mom Esther did her famous pot roast and perfect charoset. Abe, a lay cantor, led the seder with gusto and was delighted when our son Yitz brought new tunes to use. After our move from LI to Queens, the seder moved with us, and our open doors meant a dozen or more guests added and yet more tunes. Mom joined Dad in heaven last year at age 99, but we still hear their voices in our grandkids' songs.