I can remember when I was in about the 3rd or 4th grade, my parents bought me a Beatle 45rpm to play on my little red & white phonograph. I loved the Beatles and it was during their heyday...l965 or 1966. My best friend at the time (Trudy) had two Beatle albums and we were constantly listening to them. Whenever I hear a song from one of those records, it immediately transports me back to Olla, La. and my memories of me and Trudy.
The first album that I ever owned was bought by my parents for my 10th birthday. It was The Monkees first album.


Over the years my music taste has matured (well, somewhat)and I still love to buy music. I can't imagine not being able to listen to music. In fact, I could do without a TV before I could do without my CD player or MP3 player. I can't drive in my car at all without either the CD player, radio or Sirius radio playing. Over the years I've tried to buy CD's of the old albums that I loved and I've gotten a pretty big collection. I wonder sometimes that if something ever happens to me, who will want all of this? I know Andrew & Jonathan couldn't care less about my music collection. I really don't think there will ever be a big monetary value for the likes of The Monkees, Bobby Sherman, Donny Osmand, David Cassidy and other long faded teen idols music.

I guess I'm just getting sentimental thinking about my love of music and how I appreciate my parents for loving it too and passing it on to us kids. I can't hear a Merle Haggard, Jim Reeves or Don Williams song without tearing up and thinking of my dad!