Saturday, August 18, 2007

Old Memories

When I was very young my father returned to Chicago and we all followed him south to tiny New Smyrna Beach, Florida. I went from alley ways and snow to...an almost jungle-like environment. Those first years were scattered with many ups and downs but what I remember most was the music.

God, I loved that song. Even now, just the first few notes bring that briney scent back to mind. My apologies to those of you who are now in the throes of agony

1 comment:

Richmond said...

You're all good. I always liked that song. :)