Three Roses
Sun 30 Mar 2014, 11:13 am
:: This is close enough to the 1960s to reach out and touch it ::
Early in 1972, my girlfriend broke up with me ("You'll never make enough money, Stan"), and right after this my dad died in a small plane crash. One morning, while driving to work, I heard this song, "Three Roses." I thought "I've lost two roses already; I'm going to hang on to the third!"
I did.
PS: My ex-girlfriend ended up marring a guy who worked at a gasoline filling station. I went on to become the head of the chemistry department at the largest nuclear power facility in the US. Funny how things work out, isn't it?
Early in 1972, my girlfriend broke up with me ("You'll never make enough money, Stan"), and right after this my dad died in a small plane crash. One morning, while driving to work, I heard this song, "Three Roses." I thought "I've lost two roses already; I'm going to hang on to the third!"
I did.
PS: My ex-girlfriend ended up marring a guy who worked at a gasoline filling station. I went on to become the head of the chemistry department at the largest nuclear power facility in the US. Funny how things work out, isn't it?
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