Sir, I used to do the fox trot to this very same recording in the basement of our family home. It gave me more enjoyment than any 1960s music my contemporaries wanted to hear. What a rush. Thanks to you for bringing back so many memories of the music, dancing, dreaming, etc. love your blog
I never imagined I'd be listening to my parents music but as I've become an oldtimer I now look forward to the big band show on our local classical/jazz radio.
They don't make 'em like that anymore. Where I used to live, there was an NPR station that had such a show every Saturday night for many years - it was a treat for me, too.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, harmony; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy. Grant that I may seek not so much to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen.
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Churches say that the expression of love in a heterosexual monogamous relationship includes the physical, the touching, embracing, kissing, the genital act - the totality of our love makes each of us grow to become increasingly godlike and compassionate. If this is so for the heterosexual, what earthly reason have we to say that it is not the case with the homosexual?
It is a perversion if you say to me that a person chooses to be homosexual. You must be crazy to choose a way of life that exposes you to a kind of hatred. It's like saying you choose to be black in a race-infected society.
If God, as they say, is homophobic, I wouldn't worship that God.
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Sir, I used to do the fox trot to this very same recording in the basement of our family home. It gave me more enjoyment than any 1960s music my contemporaries wanted to hear. What a rush. Thanks to you for bringing back so many memories of the music, dancing, dreaming, etc. love your blog
Glad you like. I grew up listening to my parents' old records too, and still enjoy that music very much.
I never imagined I'd be listening to my parents music but as I've become an oldtimer I now look forward to the big band show on our local classical/jazz radio.
They don't make 'em like that anymore. Where I used to live, there was an NPR station that had such a show every Saturday night for many years - it was a treat for me, too.
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