At times like this, I chuckle. And no one hears me. That’s okay.
Standing in my back yard Saturday afternoon, minding my own business, the strains of “25 or 6 to 4,” wafted my way, played by the university pep band at a football game.
I bet myself not a player in that band could name the group who originally performed it, the musician who composed it, or, its meaning.
Hearing the tune, certainly made me pause. And chuckle. What is this world coming to?