Note – if you are looking for today’s earlier Give-Away post, you can find it HERE!
There is nothing quilty about this post at all ---
I just heard the news about Davy Jones passing away of a heart attack. He was only 66.
You know, when I was 6 years old 66 seemed ancient. And now, the closer it gets, the too-sooner it seems.
I remember VIVIDLY playing in the basement at the home of my childhood friend, Marjie Thurston. ((Marjie, I’ve tried to find you everywhere, I can’t! If you ever read this, know that I think of you so fondly!))
We lived in Minnetonka, Minnesota. EVERYONE has basements in Minnesota, it’s a fact, dontcha know?
Anyway ---Marjie had an older sister, Kathy. And her sister had a record player. ((We ENVIED this record player!)) And she’d put on her Monkee’s albums or 45’s--- ((Remember when there were those little yellow plastic dealies you had to put in the center of the 45’s to get them to fit the record player center spindle??)) and Davey would sing “Day Dream Believer” and we would spin and spin and spin until our skirts swirled so high our panties would show, and then Marjie’s mom would say “Good girls don’t let their panties show!”. Then we’d fall to the ground, laughing and dizzy from spinning and let the room twirl around us while Davy continued to sing. We were 6 years old.
Rest in peace Davy --- thanks to you, I grew up in the grooviest era ever! You will be missed.