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Songs from Childhood

I talked about this in another thread. I remember singing this with my mom when I was 5 when we were on our way to do shopping downtown. It was a difficult time for my family. Maybe that’s part of the reason why the memory is so vivid. At the time, my mom had to take anger management classes because she was physically abusive during outbursts of anger. This song made me feel like everything was going to be okay.

 
As a small child I was quite a fan of Roy Rogers and Dale Evans. Not so much as a teenager though. :rolleyes:

 

Dad taught me how to skate, down on the river holding my hand. I had bright orange skate guards and a ridiculously cumbersome one piece snowmobile suit. This was playing when we drove home once in cloud and heavy snow.
 

My grandmother was dying. We heard this one night driving home in silence. I had always been afraid of time, and afraid of her bc she wore a ticking clock pendant on her necklace. The bit about time slipping into the future caught my attention and I knew one day it would be the future and I’d hear the song again and think of her.
 
I never got to see Chitty Chitty or Sound of Music because they were on TV after my bedtime, but I knew the music.



This was my mum’s cleaning music on the radio. She used to sing along out loud.
 
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