While like some friends have gone to be with the angelic hosts, many of those who tutored and mentored you have done so as well. Thanks for choosing to honor those who are still amongst the living while taking us on a trip down memory lane.
Also, isn't it interesting the power of great music to transcend time and space and take back to yesteryear in an instant? Amazing!
Yes sir! The music of the era takes us immediately back to places and times long gone by 🧡 💚. As always, thank you for ALL that you did to help me and us mature into adulthood!
Thank you for this trip down memory lane. Its amazing how similar we all are, and what seems like unique individual experiences, are so common amongst many different childhood backgrounds. Even more so when factoring in other commonalities such as race, sex, location (south), etc.
The summer of 87 I was 16 heading into the 11th grade, my father was ex-Navy and an Police Officer in Richmond, Va. I was 6'1 185lbs listening to the same sounds you were and chasing footballs, basketballs, grades and GIRLS!
Love this. And it is a much needed break from the politics of the world. 1987 was memorable for me as well. We regularly drove from Jacksonville to Tallahassee to see my brother play football at FSU. The excitement of Leon County was much anticipated all week long and a few times Corey took myself and our younger brother over to FAMU which was even more exciting. Good times.
While like some friends have gone to be with the angelic hosts, many of those who tutored and mentored you have done so as well. Thanks for choosing to honor those who are still amongst the living while taking us on a trip down memory lane.
Also, isn't it interesting the power of great music to transcend time and space and take back to yesteryear in an instant? Amazing!
Yes sir! The music of the era takes us immediately back to places and times long gone by 🧡 💚. As always, thank you for ALL that you did to help me and us mature into adulthood!
Thank you for this trip down memory lane. Its amazing how similar we all are, and what seems like unique individual experiences, are so common amongst many different childhood backgrounds. Even more so when factoring in other commonalities such as race, sex, location (south), etc.
The summer of 87 I was 16 heading into the 11th grade, my father was ex-Navy and an Police Officer in Richmond, Va. I was 6'1 185lbs listening to the same sounds you were and chasing footballs, basketballs, grades and GIRLS!
Tempus Fugit indeed!
We share a LOT in common! Tempus Fugit, indeed!
Love this. And it is a much needed break from the politics of the world. 1987 was memorable for me as well. We regularly drove from Jacksonville to Tallahassee to see my brother play football at FSU. The excitement of Leon County was much anticipated all week long and a few times Corey took myself and our younger brother over to FAMU which was even more exciting. Good times.
Definitely! Your brother was a certified head hunter back in those days, too! Had much respect for #10!