I am writing this entry today since I will be at work on Tuesday morning.
When I picked up Karen for our first date in August 1980 I noticed a little knick knack saying Taurus. So, when I first met her I knew that our birthdays were one day apart. I am 6 years and 1 day older than her.
In the photo above she got a foul ball at Miller Park last year when we went on the Jay Buckley Baseball Tour. She didn't catch it, it landed in her seat.
Regular readers of this journal will know that I regular listen to Sounds of the Sixties with Brian Matthew on BBC2. Lat year I dedicated a song to Karen on our mutual birthday. Here is a link to it http://www.4shared.com/file/44902902/4d266b7c/Birthday_Dedication.html
Anyway, I think she also deserves a Bob Dylan song.
Tonight I'll Be Staying Here With You
| Throw my ticket out the window, Throw my suitcase out there, too, Throw my troubles out the door, I don't need them any more 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. I should have left this town this morning But it was more than I could do. Oh, your love comes on so strong And I've waited all day long For tonight when I'll be staying here with you. Is it really any wonder The love that a stranger might receive. You cast your spell and I went under, I find it so difficult to leave. I can hear that whistle blowin', I see that stationmaster, too, If there's a poor boy on the street, Then let him have my seat 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. Throw my ticket out the window, Throw my suitcase out there, too, Throw my troubles out the door, I don't need them any more 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you. |
Copyright © 1969; renewed 1997 Big Sky |
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