The song remains the same but not the memories

The other night, a song reminded me of a girl from a long, long time ago.

It is funny how the mind works and what you might remember at any given moment; or what memories might be triggered by something you smell, hear, taste, or see.

The other night, I was listening to this song “Hospitality on Parade” (1975) by the group Sparks and it reminded me of eating Christmas cookies my grandmother baked and Pat Hardy, this girl I sort of had a crush on back in high school. I had bought the band’s 8-Track Indiscreet and was listening to it a lot back in 1975 around the holidays and when I was hanging out with Pat and some of her friends on the east side of LaSalle, going to lunch with her and friends to McDonald’s, or stopping to visit her at work at Bergner’s before I went to work across the street at K-Mart.

One memory begets another memory.

I was walking down the street, coming home from a long day at the language institute the other night, with this song on my iPod when I happened to look up at the second floor of this beauty shop across the street and noticed a light on in the window. The building looks more western in design than most of the homes and buildings on this street—western in that it didn’t have a blue or red tile roof.

For a split second, when I saw that light on in the window, with the drapes drawn, that song by Sparks playing, the cold, foggy night, thinking of Christmas, I was instantly teleported back in my mind to December 1975. It reminded me of Pat’s house and the times we hung out with each other.

Those days and nights back in 1975 were a fleeting moment of innocence that would be gone forever. Six months later, I was in the Air Force and although Pat and I exchanged many letters the first couple of months I was in the military, I would only see her four times in the next thirty-three years.

The other night though, for as long as it took for those memory tumblers to click into place, I got to see an old friend in my memories as I walked home.

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3 Responses to “The song remains the same but not the memories”

  1. Nye December 17, 2009 at 6:04 am # Reply

    I sometimes do that, and often wonder how they’re doing.

    If I don’t talk to you again, have a safe trip to Laos and hope to read more about your trip and your family.

  2. Jeffrey December 17, 2009 at 6:25 am # Reply

    Thanks so much Nye for stopping by and your kind comments.

    Yes, I am off to Laos in four days now and I hope to be able to update my blog a few times while I am there.

  3. seeharhed December 17, 2009 at 4:11 pm # Reply

    Always that song and that moment for the love of your life:-). I try not to have those songs on my iPod.

    Have a safe journey back to see your family. Happy Holidays.

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