jbg
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Maybe off topic but maybe not. I just watched the achingly beautiful Youtube video Circle Game: Joni Mitchell's Response to Neil Young. Spoiler alert,the song tracks Neil Young's song about coming of age, Sugar Mountain, and Joni Mitchel's response, The
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This brings back memories of the summer of 1972 for me. Having been thrown out of one camp, I went to another, Lincoln Farm, in Roscoe, New York. I already felt sharply better than I did at the first camp, even though coping with the pain of my father's illness and likely death. A side note, I had already figured the prognosis out though my mother hadn't.
One day I was singing "Stairway to Heaven" and I girl I'll call Carol walked up to me and said she had been singing that also. I day or two later, same story, with Joni Mitchell' Circle Game. Just now, listening to the video, tears came to my eyes with the verse "sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now." I had just turned fifteen that summer and had (almost) my first taste of a girl interested in me, and general social acceptance.
My brief friendship with Carol ended when I was swatting at flies on the back of a truck, since she was a vegetarian. Oh well, but I would not have met my wife of (almost) 31 years. But I still hold a fondness for that song, and the overall sweetness.
Circle Game
This brings back memories of the summer of 1972 for me. Having been thrown out of one camp, I went to another, Lincoln Farm, in Roscoe, New York. I already felt sharply better than I did at the first camp, even though coping with the pain of my father's illness and likely death. A side note, I had already figured the prognosis out though my mother hadn't.
One day I was singing "Stairway to Heaven" and I girl I'll call Carol walked up to me and said she had been singing that also. I day or two later, same story, with Joni Mitchell' Circle Game. Just now, listening to the video, tears came to my eyes with the verse "sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now." I had just turned fifteen that summer and had (almost) my first taste of a girl interested in me, and general social acceptance.
My brief friendship with Carol ended when I was swatting at flies on the back of a truck, since she was a vegetarian. Oh well, but I would not have met my wife of (almost) 31 years. But I still hold a fondness for that song, and the overall sweetness.
