My mom came up for a visit today. Mom and I both share the gift of gab. We chatted all through breakfast and during coffee, while doing a project around my home, and had a nice chat over a glass of water. We touched on many subjects. Somehow we started to talk about the old days of family vacations, road trips, camping out, and the songs she and my aunt taught my cousins and me. To help quicken the time getting from point A to point B we would sing songs in the car. Did you do this? Do you remember the songs you use to sing?
|I love little baby ducks…|
Mom and I tried to remember all the songs and made a list: Oh Susanna, Clementine, Found a Peanut, 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall, I Know an Old Lady, You are My Sunshine, Oh You Can’t Get to Heaven. Then mom said, “You know we sang many old folk songs when you were little, but one I always liked was “I Love” by Tom T Hall.” That did not sound familiar to me. However, music holds memory, and triggers emotions like few things can. As soon as she started to hum a few bars of that song, I was 11 and we were at the beach sitting around a campfire. That song transported me back many years to a wonderful time in my life!
Later I looked up the lyrics to “I Love” and just had to share it with you. Please look up the song online and listen to it. It’s a sweet one.
|Tom T Hall|