"The Most Beautiful Girl In the World" by Charlie Rich.
You only have to hear the opening bars of certain songs to be swept back to tiny moments in place and time you thought you had forgotten. For me this country classic will forever taste of my Mum’s Sunday Lunch. It is my Dad crooning to Helen and I. It is my Mum passing the most scrumptious roast through the kitchen hatch and Helen and I arguing about whose turn it was to set the table. It is security and ritual, the swish of Mum and Dad’s flared jeans and the taste of vinegary mint sauce.
It is I think, the best of times.
oh I remember that song lol
Ohhhhh, the Silver Fox!
Let me invite envy by telling you I have MET the man himself…in fact, spent many days sneaking peeks from the corner of my eye while bustling about in crisp whites, a saucy little hat upon my head….
I was his mum's nurse when I was fresh out of college and still wet behind the ears. I was totally into disco so his country music crooning did not affect me much. But the MAN…..my, he does exude a manliness….all that you hear in that song and more. He even gave me a "fatherly" shoulder hug the day we discharged his mother.
I just looked at him in his studly western hat and drooled….just a little bit.
oh my goodness, this took me back. It's rife with nostalgia.
Ohh! I adore that song! My Mom was a huge Charlie Rich fan; some of my fondest memories are of the two of us zipping through our household chores on Saturday mornings, this song blasting in the background as we swiped away the dustbunnies. Thank you for the stroll down memory lane – I'll share your story with Mom and make her just a bit green with envy!
oops..Nancy, it is your story that I'll share with Mom. The Silver Fox indeed..swoon…