Where do I begin with the story of my cousin Michelle. She was born a year after me. I remember her always being there. My blood sister. We grew up together. We could sit in a room together and know what we were thinking without saying a word. We spent a lot of weeks together at the farm. It was such a sense of freedom, and yet we were perfectly safe. We both spent tons of time at the Pine tree, walking the woods and just talking.
I remember one particular night we were both staying in my Dad’s old room and there was a really old console radio. It really only worked in the dead of night when the radio signals were crisp and clear in the air….no other disturbances. We were spinning the knob very slowly to try and find any music that was somehow more “hip” and “cool” than talk radio or country music. I remember we stopped at what sounded like a cool station (I think it was Casey Kasem) and a song came on that we’d never heard and were immediately enthralled with. The song was “We Will Rock You” by Queen. This was our first experience with this band and we fell immediately in love with their music. To this day, whenever I hear that song, my mind immediately jumps to that night in the farmhouse bedroom with my cousin. The night was warm and there was a soft breeze flowing in through the window. We were told to hush up several times by both Grandma and Grandpa. There were many other artists and bands we both liked, but that was the band we found together and both instantly liked. We would search every night for a station to play that song.
At the time we had no idea who it was because of course the radio announcer didn’t announce who it was. There was no internet to do a search. We eventually found out, but the fun of not knowing and finding it together was so much richer than the knowledge of who it was.
More to follow.....
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