Dispatch from Paris...
In an attempt to rage against the dying of the light (Dylan Thomas), I offer an update to this dwindling blog.Define irony. I'm sitting in a Parisian cafe today, having a cup of coffee the day after Bastille Day, and the radio begins to blare "Born in the USA" by Bruce Springsteen. Flashback to 1992--sixth grade--when dad gives me a ride to school every day. Every morning, without fail, we listen to Springsteen's Born in the USA album. We have time for three songs: He always picks "Glory Days," I always pick "I'm Goin' Down," and we usually play "Dancin' in the Dark" to round out the three b/c it's mom's favorite.
So, here's to the flashback:
posted by John and Mag @ 12:57 PM
5 Comments:
Oh, boy, the memories! I love those three songs still!! Wish we could hear them over coffee together.
Did I mention that we miss you two?
SLB
Ah, good stuff. Bruce's songs have definitely aged well. I think you should round out the collection with "My Hometown". (Extra credit if you can name his hometown. It also happens to be where my father grew up, although Norm preceded Bruce by a couple of years...)
-- Jersey Boy
quiz.
which movie?
..."my dad doesn't usually listen to the Boss when taking my brother to school."
you had a whole life without me.
jick
i have to add that i'm feeling rather left out...i had no idea my parents were cool so early on.
jick
After the input of "others", it's time for "Joe Cool" (aka, Dad in the 6th grade scenario), to weigh in here.
These are great, great memories. They were accompanied by an endless game of "slug bug" which left me with a dislocated right shoulder! They were preceeded by a route to the 3rd grade along the HWAV way, to the accompaniment of "Danger Zone"!
Remember when?!!
KHB (alias JCool)
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