Ever have one of those days when it feels like the radio is reading your mind?
Earlier tonight I was thinking about some dear friends in Seattle, the Santos, who are my extended family -– and then WBEZ here in Chicago queued up and played a track from one of Jovino’s CDs. Nice.
Then, just now, I was thinking about a writing project I want to tackle to spend some time working through my memories and grief for a dear friend recently lost. Just as I settled on a framework that I thought would work well, WBEZ did it again – they pulled out a track that TD4’s dad chose for his memorial service – a track that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to listen to again without thinking of Tom -- Shirley Horn’s Here’s to Life.
Okay. I’m listening.
2 comments:
Just one more testament to the power of thought… I would make a joke about aluminum foil protecting against the waves if this wasn’t such a moving post. Funny how little it takes to forever associate a song with a moment or person? I must give your telepathic radio station a try…
lol -- on your suggestion I've made a fetching little cap out of reynold's wrap...
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