40 Years Later…

July 15, 2012 at 6:05 pm (Atlanta, Georgia) (, , , , )

The familiar “mod” zinnia from the Glen Campbell Goodtime Hour

When I was sixteen,  I was mad in love with Glen Campbell.  I joined his fan club.  I did pastel drawings of him and mailed them.  I was jealous of his wife Billie.  My whole family watched his Goodtime Hour every Sunday (my mother liked him, too).

So now Glen, my love of forty years, is fading away.  He’s going not just gracefully, but with joie de vivre, saying his concert farewells on the Goodbye Tour.   I saw him last night in Atlanta’s Chastain Park Amphitheatre, with headliner Kenny Rogers.  The turnout was modest, but enthusiastic for both singers.  I think we all knew that Glen Campbell has Alzheimer’s disease, which means he forgets lyrics and acts kinda goofy.  But I remembered the words, plucked from the hard drive in the brain that remembers every song you ever sang when you were 18, but can’t retain information inputted an hour earlier.  Read the rest of this entry »

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