musings / cold hard facts / re: yes I can sir… friends encouraged me to create a blog clearing house for others to follow, respond to and share-so this is kind of a global journal about the unfolding experience of discovering, testing, treating and being with, breast cancer.
Friday, March 11, 2011
You don't hear this very often!
1973- When I was a kid, 15 years old, feigning illness, I went to bed early, around 7:00 pm. Within 20 minutes I'd snuck out of my bedroom window - stuffing pillows under the blankets, and drove with a kid who had a dark green (if I remember right) 1968 Oldsmobile Hurst, 150 miles south of my home town, Willows, to the Oakland Coliseum to see a Bob Dylan concert- . We got to the concert just as Dylan was taking the stage, around 10.
Dylan played for about 3 hours, the concert was epic! He gave one encore- the song: 'Senior'. He told the audience, "Tonight my SON was born, (I think it was his 9th kid)- and I wrote this song for him!"
You don't hear this song played very often—maybe it's too personal? but I found this fresh little video that someone made, and it is an odd collage of interesting images and is weirdly empty in the best sense of the word! I really don't know how it applies to anything… much… except love. And it simply makes me happy to remember how gutsy foolish brave, and wild i was as a kid, and still am in the most important ways!
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