This one is for my Mom. 1960.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
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2 comments:
Someday I'm going to have to write a post about this song at my (ahem!) all-new, all-fun, all-the-time blog, The Pondering Pig. It holds a a special place for a lot of kids from my early-Sixties generation. Not the music so much as the way it encapsulated a lot of teen's dreams of the way it was going to be after they turned 18 - their perfect, convertible, Gidget life to come.
Well, now I have to go post Moon River for the third time.
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