When it all comes back

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.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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