Boom.
Another Friday in the books. Congrats everybody. Let's get to it.
This week involves a bit of a throwback. Music has a wonderful ability to stir memories. A certain song can bring you right back to a certain moment. A certain location. With certain people. That's the case this week. It's summer so this song just seems fitting.
As many of you know, growing up I spent every summer in New Jersey on the shore. We'd always have music on, throughout the days, evenings, and into the night. There is one artists that I remember hearing during dinner more than any other. More specifically - one particular song. Just listening to it, I can see the kitchen, smell the grilled steak or chicken, hear the corn on the cob boiling on the stove - the lights dimmed, glowing warmly over the table. I can feel the lagoon behind me, on the other side of the sliding glass door, lapping at our dock. The sky a brilliant orange from the setting sun. And of course, my Mom dancing around, humming and singing along to the song as she brings the food to the table. In my mind, it's a perfect moment. A memory that will always bubble up when I hear James Taylor's, "Fire and Rain."
Happy listening.
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