Bobby Goldsboro’s parents lived about a half a block from me. Both passed away fairly recently. As I drove up the street and stopped at the intersection where their home was, the local radio station was playing “Honey”. It was so poignant since Mrs. Goldsboro has passed away that same day.
Their home is still up for sale now.
I didn’t realize they were still living. They must have had a very long marriage together. This song has been on my mind for some reason for the last few days. Maybe l’m being prepared for something to change.
I vaguely remember Bobby Goldsboro having a deal with Post Cereals where they’d press one of his records into the back of the cereal box. You’d cut it out, plunk it on your turntable, and hear his latest song.