This says it all, the outdoor dancing with the Glen Miller band, "At Last", it calls back an era, a time when we all gasped in recognition that our great band leader was lost on his way to entertain the troops. A time of tears, lets not forget! My second book is in the works and I am attempting to put the feelings of the war time into words that allow those not alive to experience the mood, the way of life and how we thought and acted in those days.
music, thoughts, books, dreams, more
Just my world of dreams, music and thoughts. Author of two books, one a novel of Love stories set in Framingham, Mass, Secrets of the Heart the 2nd book an autobiography of growing up in Framingham, Mass. Small Town America, Framingham My generation was the first teenage generation, that was when the word was coined. Ours was the generation that started cruising through town and to the drive in theater and drive in restaurant. In our area, Ernie Kampersal,from Holliston, drove his bucking car through town, picking up girls. It rose in the air, like a stallion! We went to the soda shops and played the juke boxes. It was a different town, a different time, and it belonged to us!
Sunday, May 15, 2011
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