Back before computers and cell phones and i-everything, when we were still trying to find our way, in the corners and pockets of our country when things were simpler, though always complicated by the human condition, there was music. It spoke of the lives of our families; the older generations before you or me, before Mom and Dad, before Grandma and Grandpa.
It was the feeling of the soft blades of grass between your toes on a warm summer day; of a tall cold glass of lemonade after a back-breaking day of work in the hot sun

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