Chantilly Lace

As I clean on my house this rainy Saturday morning, I’m listening to the oldies. Chantilly Lace just came on and brought a smile to my face. Guess I’ll never get over the memories I have with Charles. We were exact opposites in a lot of things and one of them was our music. He was classical all the way. Of course, he loved some blues and I have so many cd’s of music that I’m not really fond of. When he would load our cd player at home, he would put on a classical and then an oldie. It was a lot of fun to see him singing my songs, even though he knew how to change the words that they became pornographic at times. He really thought I was the only one who loved those songs until we were in New Jersey somewhere and they were playing all the oldies. He had heard them so much from me he knew the words. He looked at me and said, they’re playing your songs. I just had to laugh. Those were the times I could tell our age difference, but he was so good to accept my likes, and I became a fan of classical. My favorite is Mozart. Charles used to copy my cd’s so if something damaged that cd, I would still have the original. He made his own labels and most of them said things like “made by your loving husband, or I love you,” Glad I still have all of them. Yeah, I’m spoiled. He especially liked the song that started out, Hello Darlin. Finally, the fun memories are coming back. DR 3/29/14