one evening last week i spent some time at borders bookstore while my husband worked late. i've had my eye on steve martin's memoir born standing up for some time now. so i bought it, started reading it that night, was delighted by so many parts of it and finished it late (late!!) friday night. it transported me back to so many wonderful memories of the late 60's and 70's. it made me laugh and gave me such a nostalgic, bittersweet feeling of lost youth and a renewed appreciation for the creative, groundbreaking era. i can completely recall the first time i ever saw steve on tv (the tonight show) with his arrow thru the head, his banjo and his silly, feel-good, off-the-wall comedy act. of course, as with most things in this stage of my life, it got me thinking about the phases of my life and the times -- good and bad -- that i've had. it is so nice to be able to read about the 60's and 70's and compare what history says with my reflections and memories of the times. today i handed the book off to my dad who will most likely finish it before retiring tonight. i can't wait to see what he thinks of it.
on a whim i bought john fogarty's the long road home cd while at borders as well. it was $9.95 and i figured what the heck i know a few of these tunes and it could be fun! whoa! a few tunes? it was amazing to me as i listened to the cd for the first time in my art room bright and early saturday morning how many of the songs i knew and how many wonderful memories flooded over me as i listened. i was transported back to dancing with a high school crush by who'll stop the rain. and, wasn't it just yesterday that my brother rodger and i sang out loud and strong with the radio version of lookin' out my back door? it was summer and we were cruising in the family 1964 impala with all the windows down and driving way too fast! we joked about taking our act on the road. we both loved to sing and had a wonderful harmony thing going to almost every song on the radio. then there was the memory of singing lookin out my back door on the bus on my senior class trip to washington dc. there were 32 of us seniors on the trip and we really belted out some of the popular tunes of the day all the way from indiana to dc and back again. i know we must have sung ccr's jeremiah was a bullfrog at least 50 times on that trip!!
so, i am very grateful for a random trip to borders which turned into a magical time machine, transporting me back to the carefree days of my youth!! i shared the cd with my son matt today. he is usually the one turning me onto his fave music. it was my turn to return the favor today! can't wait to see what he has to say, too!