Who is Nancy Sinatra? About 6-years ago I sang These Boots Are Made for Walkin' for karoke. I had my younger neighbors as my back up dancers.
They had not heard of Shelley Fabares' Johnny Angel. Of course, I sang it for my friend John at the First Hill Bar & Grill.
The kicker was at the grocery story when a clerk asked, Who's Mary Tyler Moore? (Gasp!) Before I moved to Seattle, Wahsington, I trapped my co-workers in my car with the windows up and a/c on. (I love the child proof locks.) I played my cassette tape with the opening song from her television show. I played the same cassette and danced around in my neighbor's drive way when I arrived in Seattle from Fort Wayne, Indiana as I threw my hat in the air.
All I have are memories like many of our residents. The lyrics from the song, Memory performed in the musical Cats inspired by the poetry of T.S. Eliot illustrate as I wonder how many remember the words or Betty Buckley.
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can dream of the old days
Life was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again...
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