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Lessons I Learned from The Beatles
Tonight I watched the Grammy salute to The Beatles. As a child of the 60’s, I, saw them for the first time on February 9, 1964. After hearing about their debut for weeks, at 8 o’clock on that Sunday night, we saw them on “The Ed Sullivan Show”. Thus began a 50-year love affair. They were and still are my favorite band.
As unbelievable as it seems to me, tonight was the 50-year anniversary of that fateful night. It really WAS “50 years ago today that Sargeant Pepper taught the band to play”. I am SO grateful for this experience!
The Beatles changed my life. I don’t say that lightly. They inspired me to write my first poem – the first of many. I still write poetry today. Who knew?
The first album I ever purchased was “Meet The Beatles”. I was too young to drive. The day the album was released, I walked to the store. Did I mention I was in love?
Not only did I fall in love with them. My 50-year love affair included rock n’ roll and dancing. It was a new world after them. I still rock, I still roll, and I still dance; I still remember all the words, I still can’t sing very well, and I still love to dance. I can still cut a mean run – perhaps a bit slower, but just by a bit!
I still have that debut album – along with 100’s of others . I can’t imagine ever parting with any old vinyl. I am not saying that I play any of these albums. I’m just saying that I won’t get rid of them. In spite of owning a surround sound system, I just never know when the mood may hit me to play vinyl! Of course, I own a turntable old-fashioned record player. Doesn’t everyone? At least that’s what I tell my husband.
But I digress….
Of course, I mourned the loss of John and then George. I felt I had lost true friends. I wrote poems.
Anyone who knows me, knows how much I love to travel. One of the items on my bucket list was a trip to Abbey Road and Apple. That has been checked off. The visit to Liverpool is still in my future. Like most baby boomers, I find that sometimes I forget things. I say that to say this…last week I was having a discussion with my husband. Ironically, I forget what the discussion was about. However, I know it concluded when I told him I could still remember John Lennon’s birthday.
After all these years, I knew John Winston Lennon was born on October 9, 1940. If I somehow managed to forget a reader’s birthday, please don’t take it personally. Please remember this has been a very long love affair. Did I mention it’s been 50 years??.
Not only do I remember Beatle trivia, I remember lyrics. I was moved to shed a few tears tonight as I watched an audience mouth the words to the songs. Watching Paul and Ringo mouth lyrics to their own songs was a bit surreal!
Hearing the songs, seeing the images, and hearing the stories brought back a flood of memories.- memories of a more innocent America. A time when everyone was home on a Sunday evening to watch a band. That band was a major force in shaping my generation – The Boomers.
It’s been a long way from the sixties to the present. I would trade today’s lyrics shaping today’s generation for the innocence of “I Wanna Hold Your Hand” shaping mine in a New York minute. Here’s to John, Paul, George, and Ringo. Here’s to all those Beatles moments that helped shape your life. . Here’s to John, Paul, George, and Ringo – “In my life, I’ve loved them all.”
Lessons I Learned from the Super Bowl
As I write this, Super Bowl 2014 will start in about two hours. My team was eliminated and will not be playing. Obviously, a lot of people’s favorite team has been eliminated. However, most of us will still be watching? Why? It is a ritual. It’s been happening every year since 1967! That’s long enough for anything to have become a ritual.
You would be hard-pressed to find someone who doesn’t know that the “Big Game” is being played today. If you live in America, if you are over the age of 16, if you have engaged in a conversation with a sports fan in the last month, you know. Even if you are not a sports fan, you know.
My point is that this ritual is one of the things that ties us together as Americans. It is one of those ties that bind us together and points out how much we have in common. It doesn’t matter if you voted for the red candidate or the blue one. It doesn’t matter what your religious beliefs are. It’s a ritual we share as a nation. It’s a commonality that we can discuss tomorrow. We’ll be discussing the half-time show. We’ll be discussing the commercials. We’ll be predicting what teams will play next year.
we’ll be discussing some aspect of the game years from now.
Here’s to more rituals to share with your neighbors and loved ones. Here’s to more threads to bring us together than tear us apart! Here’s to one of those things that make us uniquely American!
Here’s to the team that will be skilled enough and lucky enough to win the Vince Lombardi Trophy. I can be gracious with my praise because my team can’t lose today…
Happy Super Bowl Sunday and to the loved ones you’ll share it with!
Thoughts on My Husband’s Retirement
Today, February 1, 2014, is my husband’s “official retirement date.” He has achieved something that many Americans aspire to – retirement. He is focused on his next journey – hiking The Appalachian Trail. I am amazed that the time has seemed to fly as quickly as the airplanes he flew! I hope you enjoy the poem I wrote for the occasion!
THOUGHTS ON ALAN’S RETIREMENT
I know this may be hard to believe,
But from American Airlines, Alan is taking his leave.
He will find it so very nice
To not worry about a checklist or the need to de-ice!
He’s been flying airplanes for so many years,
But now he’s retiring without shedding tears.
After all this time, he’s ready to go;
Will he miss the flying? He says “No”.
No more uniforms, schedules, and rushing for flights,
No more driving to airports mornings, noons, and nights.
No more Crew Scheduling trying to track him down…
They never stopped until he was found.
Flying fighters and airplanes is what he has known
Ever since from a boy to a man he has grown.
He has amassed accomplishments galore
From “The Academy”, the Air Force, “the Company” and more
Now, he’s focused on the Appalachian Trail;
I know the thought of it sounds very insane!
He’s ready for the next chapter of his life;
I’m blessed to share it with him as his wife.
Imagine! He’s now a retiree,
But what exactly does that make me?
I was so grateful to be involved with a company named Qivana that I wrote a poem entitled “Ode to Qivana. ” I delivered my poem at a regional event held in Newport, RI, on January 17, 2014. To hear my recitation, click below: