My great grandparents are buried in Arlington National Cemetery. My Great Grandfather was one of Black Jack Pershing’s Own. My family is filled with many who served. Today in America we honor those who served and are gone. (Veteran’s Day is for the living, Memorial Day is for the dead.) Today…I remember my Great Grandparents.
So for two months I have managed Daily posts…I find myself presented with a problem. June and July are busy months…not the ability to sit in front of the computer kind of busy…but garden and being invited to cookout kind of busy. I have plans for the fall. Sketchtember. Inktober. This is probable. I am considering the Poetry Marathon in August. (that is 24 poems in 24 hours). But I don’t think I can do daily post in June. I will try to post some more art and poetry than I had been doing. And I will definitely do my weekly posts. I have so much more upcoming that I want to share. I just need to pull back slightly.
I got my first real six-string Bought it at the five and dime Played it ’til my fingers bled Was the summer of ’69 Me and some guys from school Had a band and we tried real hard Jimmy quit and Jody got married I should’ve known we’d never get far Oh, when I look back now That summer seemed to last forever And if I had the choice Yeah, I’d always wanna be there Those were the best days of my life Ain’t no use in complainin’ When you got a job to do I spent my evenings down at the drive-in And that’s when I met you, yeah! Standin’ on your mama’s porch You told me that you’d wait forever Oh, and when you held my hand I knew that it was now or never Those were the best days of my life Oh, yeah Back in the summer of ’69, oh Man, we were killin’ time We were young and restless We needed to unwind I guess nothing can last forever Forever, no Yeah And now the times are changin’ Look at everything that’s come and gone Sometimes when I play that old six-string I think about you, wonder what went wrong Standin’ on your mama’s porch You told me that it’d last forever Oh, and when you held my hand I knew that it was now or never Those were the best days of my life Oh, yeah Back in the summer of ’69, uh-huh It was the summer of ’69, oh, yeah Me and my baby in ’69, oh, oh It was the summer, summer, summer of ’69 (Yeah)
My 2 Cents –
Summer is just about here… and time is flying. I love this song and I felt like it is just the right way to end May.
And I Did it!!!! 30 days of Art. I actually managed to do it. (Yes I am aware of 31 days in May. I am not going to post an art tomorrow in honor of Memorial Day. )