When I was a kid working in the garage with my dad Gordon Lightfoot's ode to the 29 doomed men on the Big Fitz would come on the radio and the hairs on the back of my 7 year old neck would stand straight up. That eerie guitar solo would just spook me. Same thing still happens to this day. It's the 36th anniversary today of the wreck. Click the post title for the jump. Greasy Dave this one's for you.
4 comments:
Wow.... good of you to post this ! I swear, I had planned on texting you to invite you to a sinking of a tiny ship in my pond this evening in memorandum, but the day got away from me.... nice you remembered. Ahhh, that haunting guitar.....
Oh, By the way...I never did end up sinking the tiny ship.... because..... well, ....I was afraid all the tiny wreckage would clog the filter....
Hahaha, next year you HAVE to do it!
I know exactly what yur talkin about........I was 12. WOW... 36 years ago!
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