Odd, isn't it, how things change but stay the same — the years go round and life moves on, but then there you are, just like always.
I'm nearly 62. And here I am, this evening, sitting quietly on my own in the mail light by the fire, happily listening to the Clancy brothers singing Port Lairge and Roddy McCorley and Tim Finnegan's Wake and The One Eyed Reilly — exactly as I used to fifty years ago.
Utterly content.
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I do the same kind of thing... bring up songs online from my childhood and enjoy them just as much now, in spite of decades now passed. I like these songs you shared -- anything from your neck of the world strikes a chord in me, as if they're part of me somehow, or at least part of my people. :) Recent songs I've googled to be able to relive part of my childhood music: "Where Will the Dimple Be" by Rosemary Clooney, which played on my mom's big HiFi in a cabinet in our living room; "Peter Ponsil and His Tonsils," an children's LP Mom bought me when I was five and preparing to have a tonsillectomy, and "Baby Elephant Walk" by Henry Mancini, which my mom used to play perfectly on her Hammond B3 organ. :) xoxo
Hahaha — brilliant songs! We also had "Nellie the Elephant", which I think contributed to fostering my passion for animal rights.
You are timeless. That is so wonderful. And rare, I think.
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Hi Beth! x
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