I’m just catching up after a lovely vacation; thank you for those wonderful words.
My husband and I were honored and privileged to attend one of Lee Greenwood’s concerts in Maine a few years ago. Of course it was nothing short of phenomenal. At the end of it he stayed to sign t-shirts—one of my proudest possessions—and was very kind and courteous to everyone. He went thru the audience during the breaks, shaking hands with people.
A man was standing next to me and showed me a photo of Lee at the piano and said he took it one night at Lee’s home. Lee had said he had just written a song and would his friend listen to it and give his opinion on whether it would sell or not. And it was this song! The gentleman said he was going to ask Lee to sign the photograph.
I wonder how many, if any, liberals get teary hearing it. I think I already know the answer!
They only get teary listening to "Imagine" and "Dream the Impossible Dream," two hymns to make-believe. Also, "My Way," a hymn to attitude. I was flabbergasted when one of the couples on "Dancing with the Stars" this week danced to "Imagine." I don't remember what dance they did -- probably a quickstep or paso doble or something. Competitors on that show have a matchless gift for selecting absolutely the wrong music.