I think if I were to write an autobiography, it would have to be anchored with a sound track of music from different periods in my life. When I hear certain songs, they immediately take me back to times, places, and people of the past that left an impression on me, enough so that they still occupy a space in my memory. Here is one song that takes me back to the summer of 1967, my first year on my own at age 16, my first job was with Steadmans Dept Store in Kentville and after a month or so I was transferred to their store in Shelburne. A hot August night, a Friday I believe at the Shelburne Fire Hall dance, waltzing with a very well endowed young lady who had my hormones raging and was responsible for some very pleasant and erotic memories. I dont remember her name, which is just as well as her boyfriend of the time probably wouldnt appreciate the memories I hold dear :) Having one of the two motorcycles in town at the time, I lived up to the bad boy image, probably in too many ways but this song by Procol Harem takes me back to that summer of adventure, I hope you enjoy hearing it again.
Posted on: Tue, 18 Nov 2014 01:50:20 +0000
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