Funny isn’t it almost strange how something so small so insignificant can spark a memory, bring back a smile. Sometimes even a tear or a tug at our heart.
Starting in 1960 through 1964 I began spending sometime in Nashville,Tennessee as I had a good friend going to college there. I did not go to school there but did spend a lot of time visiting him at various times while he was in school there.
Today I walked into one of my frequent old book and music stores. Almost weekly I hit these places. Nashville has some of the best old music stores of any place in the country. The first thing I saw there caused me to stop, smile and reflect. I saw this cd.
My friend while in college dated this girl and she was often critical well actually she often bad mouthing the two of us, our taste in music. We often doubled date while I would visit him on campus. Always on the car radio we would set the station to WLAC. WLAC was one of the first stations back then to play what they called race music. Especially at night beginning about 9 PM such disc jockeys as Hoss Allen, Big Hugh Baby or John R. would play the likes of Muddy Waters, Little Richard, Little Willie John, Chuck Willis, Jimmy Reed. The list could go on and on. My buddy and I we loved that music. We never changed the station, we only upped the volume. Last button on the dial WLAC 1510 on your dial.
One night he and I went to dorm to pick-up our dates. He was always “fixing me” up with various friends of his girl friend. The one who was the music critic. A lot of the girls then lived in what they called suites where they shared living quarters with 4-5 other girls. That evening as our dates came to meet us both of them had in their hands an album, record album. It was not Muddy, or Jimmy or Little Richard it was none of our favorite voices of the day. They both handed an album to each of us and said no WLAC tonight They had made a tape and said that would be the music of the evening. Oh no…..it was the music of Ray Conniff.
Today as I walked in the store the first thing I saw laying on a counter was this cd, “The Ray Conniff Treasury.”
Note I didn’t say the memory was insignificant. The spark that created it might be small but not the memory and the surroundings of that memory. Hey I even bought the cd. Guess what is now playing on my desk cd player? You don’t have to guess do you.
A lot of memories of things from our past can be sparked by something small, but generally never the recall of that memory is small. As the song says, “The world may have forgotten but the song remembers.”
You…you ever get that spark?
July 25, 2017
Keep on,
Larry Adamson
Just some thoughts:
Just some thoughts:
You know sometimes how we view matters (the world) may hinge upon where and what we are always looking for. Yes, I also am frustrated with many matters I see in the world today. But I refuse to subscribe in the words of some, “All the world is going to ———-in a hand basket.”
As trees will never know what fruitful seeds
Just some thoughts:
Just some thoughts:
Just some thoughts:
You know some of the best stories about life, goodness, kindness, generosity can be found in the Old Testament of the Bible. Now before someone wants to take me to task, yes there are some not so pleasant stories recorded and some difficult ones to understand. And yes I know there are some folks who call Biblical stories, fairy tales. OK. Read them for what you think is worth.