A Time And A Place

“If there was any persuasive argument for the existence of God, it wasn’t in the biology of things, but in emotion, in feelings.” – Hurt Machine by Reed Farrel Coleman

This morning I watched a video of Patti Page singing one of my favorite songs – “The Tennessee Waltz”.

I remember the first time I heard her sing it. It had to be 1950, give or take a year and I would have been about 7 years old. I can clearly recall the time and the place and the mood.

As Patti began to sing, I remember without any of the distortion of time, how the music, lyrics, and that wonderful voice affected me. I had never, in my short life, heard anything so beautiful or so sad.

Through the years, every time I’ve heard Patti sing that song, I pass back through the years to that moment in time when I was very young. How wonderful it was to be so innocent.

For you see, I believed the story. I believed that her heart was broken when her friend stole her sweetheart. And I cried.

And today as I listened, I shed a tear. Not only for the song but for what life has taken from me. I would give anything to be that pure of heart once more.

“I’m so sad and I don’t know how to fix it” – Edward Unspooled by Craig Lancaster

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