Tuesday, September 1, 2015

September Song

I saw a man walking with his daughters. After the man yelled at the older girl, the younger one trailed behind, pretending to row, and sang, “Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream.”

This song always makes me think of September and warm nights and The John Anson Ford Theatre in L.A. and this guy Randy whom I met at a Jesus and Mary Chain concert when I was 15. He was 19 and he drove a Datsun and was very tall and he took me on a date to go record shopping and he was a total gentleman and I lied and told him I was 17. I think he was from Riverside. I blew him off. Sorry, Randy. 

1 comment:

Bri Holmes said...

I love your posts. And I think each of us has a Randy ;)