I loved the ventriloquists, it amazed me when they could make them talk without moving their lips! I know, it was a simpler time. You couldn't fool my grandsons now, they are too smart!
Maybe that's the reason I developed a love of all kinds of music. I try to choose music that doesn't interfere with reading, like piano. But I can't help myself and that's why sometimes you have to listen to "The Big Rock Candy Mountain" or "Homegrown Tomatoes!" It's all that opera I listened to on Ted Mack's Amateur Hour that made me warped!
Have you heard Miranda Lambert's song "The House That Built Me?" I was running errands the other day and nearly had to stop to wipe my eyes and blow my nose when it was over! It's about the house you grew up in and the heartstrings that pull you back to that house. For me it's the house on Summit Street in Springfield, Mo. I loved that house. It was old and the rooms were big. On the corner of Summit and Division, the yard was two lots. Maple trees surrounded the house and big evergreens made the house look Christmas-y even when it wasn't. It had an attic and a basement, lots of hidey holes to explore. I learned to climb a tree and ride a bike there. It was an old neighborhood filled with families and retired people. Kids played outside until dark, rode their bikes around the block and visited neighbors. It wasn't Leave it to Beaver, but it was close! I lived there until I was 15.
Lots of birthdays, Christmases and celebrations... I have to go blow my nose now!