we’d sing along
to every cut
your croak
my wail
there in Ohio
a cornfield
our audience
youthful dreams
in our hearts
so long ago
we gonna be strong
going twenty-four hours
to Tulsa
hear me now
old friend
world without pity
my voice
to you
Being Present for the Moment
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Don’t know Steve, but that must have been some ride!
It’s a friendship that has lasted over 50 years.
such memories . . . Funny, I’ve been having a few of my own like this lately . . . By the way: we worry about you ex`pats working and living in Turkey these days . . . Stay well!
I’d say it’s age that brings them on but then again it just might be “the age” that makes so much instantly accessible and thus brings on these associations in our minds.
It is often nice to be like the sun peeking through windows and not knowing a full story of anyone’s day – reading this we don’t have to but we can also feel the warmth from afar, and it is nice that we can share words. This was lovely.
Thank you, Anita, for this very kind comment.
You’re welcome.
Still one of my favorite songs. Memories from that time great…well, ok, some not so great but the words and music sure helped 🙂
Music seems to be the source of many memories putting us back, for better or worse, in time.
I think music is the soundtrack to our lives…so many memories associated to songs.
Yes, we can chart our entire lives to the music we were listening to at any given moment.
I have stood at the feet of Gene Pitney ( He was on a stage of course)
That must have been a moment to remember.
It was and it was a long time ago but not forgotten!
of a painful n heart touching lines.
Thank you. It’s for an old friend who is far away.
yeah.u r true.nobody want to lost close friend.
It sounds like the rite size for a slice of life
Thank you, Sheldon.