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The Concert I Dreamed Of As A Kid
As a little girl, I had the good luck to have Aunts who were not yet adults when I came along. Since they were around, more like older sisters than aunts, I had the benefit of laying eyes and ears on the things they were loving as teenagers.
Because this was true, I had early introductions into movies like Romeo and Juliet. That movie, honestly, held more interest for me because of the soundtrack. I wasn’t interested in love stories, but I did enjoy love songs. “A Time For Us” was so, so sweet that I learned every word and sang it to my aunt and her fiance the night before their wedding — something my uncle reminds me of every time I see them.
I was about nine years old at the time. I remember them sitting side-by-side on the fresh-water well block while I seranaded them. If they didn’t have such honestly fond memories of that evening, I’d probably be embarrassed by it now. But the truth is, I really could carry a tune back in the day.
I’m pretty sure my introduction to The Monkees was a few years before this photo was taken, so I might have been about the size of my brother the first time I tried to line the four of…
