This song came out in spring of my senior year of high school. It always reminds me of sunshine and blue skies, running the back roads in my Malibu 350 V-8, the smell of the piney woods, the fun of tubing down the river with my best bud, the scent of creosote melting out of railroad ties in the hot sun as we walked along the tracks, laughter and popcorn and ice-cold cokes, the infinite hopes of youth, the sight of bare, tanned muscles, the bittersweet pangs of forbidden desire.
Sunday, April 6, 2014
Sunday Drive: Baby Blue
Been out of town a few days, helping a friend and enjoying the fine spring weather.
This song came out in spring of my senior year of high school. It always reminds me of sunshine and blue skies, running the back roads in my Malibu 350 V-8, the smell of the piney woods, the fun of tubing down the river with my best bud, the scent of creosote melting out of railroad ties in the hot sun as we walked along the tracks, laughter and popcorn and ice-cold cokes, the infinite hopes of youth, the sight of bare, tanned muscles, the bittersweet pangs of forbidden desire.
This song came out in spring of my senior year of high school. It always reminds me of sunshine and blue skies, running the back roads in my Malibu 350 V-8, the smell of the piney woods, the fun of tubing down the river with my best bud, the scent of creosote melting out of railroad ties in the hot sun as we walked along the tracks, laughter and popcorn and ice-cold cokes, the infinite hopes of youth, the sight of bare, tanned muscles, the bittersweet pangs of forbidden desire.
2 comments:
I had a friend like that also. His family still lives in the same house, now seventy years, on their farm in Yuma valley. He went on to marry, third time was a charm, and now lives in Tillamook Or. I still keep in touch, Christmas cards etc.., with his mom. I have not spoken to him in over thirty years but he will always be my best friend.
Good memories are sweet.
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