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He was born a pauper to a pawn on a Christmas Day… Yes, you were born on Christmas Day, but that pauper to a pawn stuff is stretching it…in any case, I just love that your parents chose Levon as part of your name. It’s hard for me to imagine the world that you will…

Why is it that sometimes I get these feelings that I just can’t explain?  Last night, for example, as my Friday wound down, and I should’ve been looking forward to the weekend, I started feeling blue…quite blue, actually.  (And despite what my husband may think, it’s not because I love work that much).  You’d think…

On Sunday, November 21st, I awaken to the realization that I get to do this all over again tonight…this is going to be another (captain) fantastic day! And that’s a first for me – two nights in a row of EJ! After a nice, relaxing morning enjoying the Daytona Beach scenery (A big blue canvas…

November 20th has finally arrived!  Its been at least 2 years (probably more) since I saw Elton live…and I’m like a kid on Christmas Eve.  (Note to EJ:  This train does need to stop here in Florida more…) My sister Lisa picked me up at (zero hour) 9:00 a.m. to head to Daytona  Beach.  And…

Ok, so I’m going out on a limb here, but I’m going to choose Mandalay Again as my favorite song from The Union.*  I know I’ve said this before, but it is so hard for me to pick a favorite…whether it’s an all-time favorite EJ tune (impossible!), an album, or a song from an album. …

As I’m headed to Wings over Homestead tomorrow, I thought I’d get into the mood a little bit early and talk about Planes.  Although a lot of the planes I’ll be seeing tomorrow will be more of the “rocket man” type, I’ve been wanting to share this song with you because it is a recent…

Hey Ahab…It’s a dream come true! I’m in Mandalay again, wearing my monkey suit and my eight hundred dollar shoes…and I’m going to Shiloh for the Union during the best part of the day. I should’ve sent roses, but…since there’s no tomorrow, you’re never too old to live Jimmie Rodgers’ dream…You know, if it wasn’t…

Ok, so I’ve had nearly a week to listen to, absorb and reflect upon The Union.  I feel like I should have some earth-shattering revelation to share with you, some Taupin-esque tidbit (if only!) that ties it all together, but all I can muster up is this:  The Union amazes me…it (truly) amazes me. I…

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I’ve been listening to Don’t Shoot Me… this past week, and I had almost (but not quite!) forgotten how much I really like this song.  And since the CD is playing in my car whenever I transport my daughter, she tells me it is one of her favorites, too. You wore a little cross of…