a story of Nana on her birthday...

this day has been very quiet,and yet,i am remembering some memories that were strange... some days i really do not want to watch television,so i just turn on my radio,and dance... a quick story about the two weeks that i spent with Nana,in 1969:i remember dancing to "Puff the Magic Dragon",by Peter,Paul,and Mary,so many times that it must have drove Nana crazy,but like the sweetheart that she was,she never said a word to me... we went rock hunting up in Cambria,stopped to get taffy,and it was a day that i will always remember,and the sound of that rock tumbler that i will simply never forget,as i played in the back yard... i remember Lawrence Welk,on Saturday,and HEE HAW,at Aunt Donna's house,later on that night... i actually met Mr. Welk,at Del Paso Country Club,in 1975,as they played the Gene Littler Pro-Am,that year... a very nice gentleman...