California Dreaming

I remember times in the 1960’s and we’d be living back east again and everything was old and grey and cold and damp and the wind rattled the dead branches and cut right through you. The Mamas and Papas were all over the AM radio back then and on miserable snowless winter days California Dreaming was the most depressing song you could ever hear, even for a ten year old. All that sunshine and promise three thousand miles away. Not a week goes by that I don’t remember that. The cold, the grey, and California dreaming.

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