"Do you remember, 21st night of September?Love was changing the mind of pretendersWhile chasing the clouds awayOur hearts were ringingIn the key that our souls were singingAs we danced in the nightRememberHow the stars stole the night away, oh…"
Remember when you were young?How the hero was never hungAlways got awayRemember how the manUsed to leave you empty handed?Always, always let you downIf you ever change your mindAbout leaving it all behindRemember, remember, todayAnd…"
"I used to pick up discarded glass soda bottles for extra money before there were any plastic soda bottles. After I grew up, then-Governor Reagan got rid of deposits on bottles, which resulted in a lot of bottles laying around the landscape…"
"When I was a kid we were living in a housing development in the San Gabriel Valley east of Los Angeles. When we moved there the area was being converted from citrus groves to homes. We would get our milk in glass bottles (which we, of course, would…"
"I remember having milk, in bottles, delivered on our back porch.
If you didn't get to it right away, the bottles would be slippery from the condensation. Adam Benson already mentioned milkmen, but I bought some milk in a bottle this past…"
"I rememberNot too long agoI went to a theaterAnd I saw the Kool & The Gang ShowI always wantedTo get into a bandTo sing my songsAnd then become a bad piano playing man
So here I amIn this Hollywood cityThe city of the stars, movies, women and…"
Thanks fot the welcome! Man, you ARE old! I don't even want to think about how long I've been writing my column. I figured I had a half-dozen topics tops, but they just keep coming. I'm glad you enjoy it.
I appreciate you taking the time to tell me that. In fact, I'm right in the middle of preparing the next Deck Log entry when I took a moment to check my new e-mail.
I imagine all of us leave a bigger wake than what we realise. But it's nice to, every once in a while, have somebody tell us so. I'm glad you enjoy the column. Many moons ago, when Rich Lane approached me with the idea, my first concern (after wondering if there was enough material to keep a Silver-Age column going for long) was if anybody would have any interest in reading it.
The hit-counters tell me that somebody's out there reading it, but it's an especial treat to get a note like yours. I completely understand the business about not saying anything unless you have something to say. In reflexion, I'm the same way. Not only on threads here, but I frequent other sites regularly, and have yet to post a comment---because there's nothing I can add to the commentary.