We were grocery shopping yesterday when I started humming to the faint music in the background. I literally stopped in the middle of the aisle as I couldn’t figure out the song but I knew it.
It brought back memories of sausage cooking on the grill. Of summer days by the pool. Of the jukebox in our garage that played old 45s.
When the chorus finally hit, I remembered the song. But it wasn’t the right singer. In my memories, it was a male singer, not a female. So I stopped and looked up the song on amazon.
The version by Joan Baez came up first, fitting given that this was the one I was hearing:
But this is the one I remembered hearing growing up.
It was amazing to hear the song again and to reminisce about so many good memories just before father’s day.
I hope you, too, had a great weekend remembering all the positive male role models in your life.
Until next time.