Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Summer Nights


                                                        ... Summer nights I slept on the porch

                            ... transistor radio to my ear                                                                                                               


                                                                                   ... 'Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?'




7 comments:

  1. I'm reminded of your comment on the green stamps..... what simple things we did back then. The weak signal from the transistor radio used to frustrate me, in England in the '60s I'd be searching for "pirate" radio, or Radio Luxemburg. Seems whenever I was finally rewarded and Nights In White Satin came on at last, the darn signal would drift away again.
    Being able to hear anything, from any era, any time I like, on itunes just doesn't cut it compared to that intense longing for something just out of reach.

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    1. "... that intense longing for something just out of reach..." perfectly said. That is the essence of this. Thank you so much for commenting.

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  2. Very nice Teresa. Of course we had a single bed on our front porch. During the hot summer nights someone always slept out there. I had an Arvin AM transistor radio
    that I loved. There was a radio station out of Little Rock, Arkansas that would boom a signal a thousand miles to the North. The radio with an earphone came in quite handy for listening to World Series games at school during the 1960's.

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    1. WLS was where I usually went, but I do seem to recall a Little Rock station that I loved ... Isn't it fun to know people who might have been listening to the same station and songs at the same time all those years ago?

      One could not miss the World Series. I attended a Twins game around '64 or 65 with Killebrew, Tony Oliva, Mudcat Grant, all those men ... those were the days, my friend... :)

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  3. Of course I too was a Twin's fan. When I was 11 (1964) my dad took my brother and me to a Twins game. We each could invite one friend. What a glorious sight it was to see Met Stadium and my favorite team take on the Boston Red Sox. The pitching match-up was Mudcat Grant vs. Bill Monbouquette The Twins slammed 4 or more HR's including one by Harmon Killebrew and won the game. Still one of the best days of my life.

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    1. We are the same age ... :) It might have been the same game ... gotta love it!

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    2. My sister, who was more brazen than I, got several autographs that day, including Earl Battey and
      Mudcat Grant. I just called her and asked if she knew who they played that day and she said "some sox," but she thinks it was the White Sox...

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