I can learn to forget.
I was shoveling snow this morning when I realized I'd rather be shoveling snow in the cold than be around my dad inside my warm and cozy house. It was so peaceful and quiet and still. Nothing was moving, and no one was talking.
I discovered Ricky Nelson when PBS aired a special about his life Wednesday night. I stood in front of the TV for five minutes or so, watching him sing as if he were delivering his soul to the world through his lips. This song is so slow and dreamy, it reminds me of falling snow. I miss the fifties.
I discovered Ricky Nelson when PBS aired a special about his life Wednesday night. I stood in front of the TV for five minutes or so, watching him sing as if he were delivering his soul to the world through his lips. This song is so slow and dreamy, it reminds me of falling snow. I miss the fifties.