Sunday, September 8, 2013

Keith's Music Spotlight

Nothing Like a Throwback jam... This Stevie Wonder classic came out in the summer of 1970. There was a girl about my age who was the niece of one of my neighbors who was spending her summer vacation in Philly. She was from California...I can't even remember her name now..But I remember her perfect ,flawless honey brown skin, her near perfect smile and her ponytail..She was a cutey... She came in the middle of June and didn't leave until the middle of August...That was mu summer love that year...Everyday she'd come to my grand mother's house and ask if I could come out to play...I don't know that kids do that anymore... We'd go exploring every nook and cranny of West Philadelphia...She being from the West Coast was fascinated with everything Philly...Stuff I took for granted.

I was fascinated with her!  I was 12...I was just coming into puberty....Girls were just starting to become round and fascinating and wonderful to me...Wasn't quite thinking about sex then...This was 1970..but just happy to hold someone's hand, to share a smile...a stolen glance...

It seemed like this song was playing everywhere that summer....In the radios of people's car...In the bars...and on people's transistor radios....Wow ,I really am dating myself...

Always nice to hear a song that has a pleasent memory attached to it.

5 comments:

Sunflower said...

Yes Keith ,it is.

Jazzy said...

Yeah Fam, it always is..

George S. said...

Nice memory,Nice song!

Angie B. said...

I remember you and that girl that summer...You two were like a hand in a glove...Her name was Angela Castro.

Keith said...

Yeah!!! That's right...Thanks Angie B.




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