Sunday Morning Remembries ...

It's Sunday morning, and, I feel, the best time for enjoying guilty little pleasures: the sunrise, a BIG cup of coffee with cream and a pinch of cocoa, early services, and absorbing some good music during my newspaper ritual.

I've been daydreaming, remembering favorite things, and people = I should say, savoring. I've not forgotten anything, or anyone. It sometimes takes me a while to fully recall every detail of my 'remembries', tho' ... comes with the aging gently, as we all know. My hard drive sometimes takes a while to spin up ...

This morning, I woke up thinking about a summer when a bunch of us started hanging out in a mob (some 10 -15 at times, some of whom shall be un-named here - apologies). Everyone was home from college, some had married, the others were about to and the rest of us weren't even thinking about it.

I had a brand new baby-blue Camaro (Gen3), DC-J had a slightly older one (Gen2) - sleek and black, that's how she liked things at that time. LW-R had already married her soulmate-twin and moved to Kansas City.  As for some others, DW. was not too far past newly-wed, and AH. was driving a big, red, convertible - Caddy? - I just remember it was red, with lots of room, black leather seats, and lots of chrome. I especially loved the red - it's my favorite color. JC-L was newly married, I think, and living outside of Stillwater, also. AM had married and was in New York city, I believe, JC was gone to the great Northwest, AR-D was not yet married but heading that way ... SMR was working in Texas.

But, we could still find a big enough group that we decided to go out to dinner and catch a movie premiere on a Friday night. I cannot for the life of me remember right now what movie it was (I'll remember mid-day today), just that it was opening that night, and when we went for tickets 30 minutes ahead of time, the show we wanted was already sold out - sadness. We DID get the first tickets for the next showing though, and still ended up sitting in the aisles. We didn't care, though - it was fun, and we were in good company - all was well.

Ah - I'll stop there; I want to keep the most of the rest of that memory to myself - it was SUCH a good night! And hey - does anyone remember something about picnic tables, Bob Wills, and a group lesson on the Oklahoma Two-step? Or am I hallucinating?

So, back to Sunday morning: I was going through my old vinyl and found some Velvet Underground in there - cool, because I'm a closet Lou Reed groupie - I was 12 when I first heard some of that music, but it didn't matter. Listening to it again, I started thinking about Cardo's Cadillac - anyone remember that place on 15th Street?  And Arnie's bar (which is now downtown I've heard - the Cherry Street renaissance displaced it - sigh).

DC-J introduced me to Cardo's - fabulous burritos and chimichangas, and soft-serve margaritas. I didn't drink much at all then, but I loved hanging out there. What I loved best about Cardo's and Arnie's, was that all of the Tulsa musicians liked to hang out in those two places - for example I got to know JJ Cale, Flash Terry, Earl Clark, my guitar teacher (keeping him to myself!), and a drummer by the name of Teddy Jack Eddy - a guy I'd met at a couple of college parties a couple of years before, as Biff. [If you don't know who Teddy Jack is, may I suggest Google? I didn't know WHO he was, either, until 10 years ago.]

Oh boy, I love Sundays; I'm going back to mine, and I'm going to leave you guys to yours. Peace.

I found a uTube of 'Sunday Morning', so I could share it with you.