When I was around 5 years old in 1952 we lived in Panama City, FL.
Every time the radio would play “Wakin to New Orleans”, I would ask Daddy if we could walk to New Orleans. He would take me for a walk around the block and I thought we had done the whole trip. I guess I was pretty dumb.
Nice memory yarddog ((((Hugs)))
Fats Domino-Walking To New Orleans
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SjX1vFk384s