I have a theory as to why I remember deep into childhood. Life was less complicated, confused and cluttered when I was young. Far less static and distraction. I was not bombarded by technology. There was radio and the occasional movie. A trip to Seattle was a big deal. We drove to visit relatives in Montana in our ’41 Chrysler in the Summer of ’54. Big Event! I can tell you everything about that trip and I was 3 1/2! The radio was always on. I absorbed the music. Original Hank Williams is nostalgic to me. I pre-date Rock and Roll and I, too, wondered how much that doggie in the window cost. Then we got TV, my Grandmother liked American Bandstand because the boys and girls dressed nice and were so polite. The rest is History!
~~Mark Allan Johnson