April 2nd . . . the day after April 1st
(the Fools’ Day). But it’s the 2nd that holds the best memory for
me. It was a day that “changed my life” – back in 1966. At not quite 15 years
old, that is quite a deal: to change a life so young, with a change that lasted
until . . . well, it’s still applicable.
Meeting my favorite actor was not just a dream come true, it
was a goal that was reached. With that accomplishment (a very long story in
itself), I felt I had no more amazing experiences left in my life. Yeah, well,
I learned. And over the next 44 years, I have learned from those additional
experiences, whether involving my favorite actor, who, over the course of the
following 3 years, turned into a beloved friend and confidant, or others who
came into (and, in some cases left from) my life. I have learned from, laughed
and cried with, and enjoyed the company of folks of all religions, cultures, interests,
etc. And so many good memories (yes, there were some not so good ones, too, but
I choose when and where to let those enter my brain). Got a special friend? A
special memory? A special song that brings either to mind?
I turn back to works of my friend Tom Paxton and a song I
have loved since I first heard it, but that he was not that enamored with
because nostalgia, at the time he wrote the piece, was not something he chose
to dwell on. Still, he recorded it and sang it, and it can be listened to and
even purchased from Amazon (links below).
As I’ve shared in the past, this one is on his album “New
Songs for Old Friends”:
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Pernell Roberts & Jean Wilcox
2 April 1966, St. Charles, Illinois
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