A nice memory – Country Roads

As summer approaches, many states are airing scenic commercials to woo vacationers. I think the most clever is Maine’s where they play up the abbreviation of “ME.” But, the one that brings back memories is that of West Virginia. They use John Denver’s popular song “Take me home, country roads” as they reveal beautiful scenery.

Here are the first few stanzas and chorus:

“Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue ridge mountains, Shenandoah river
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia
Mountain mamma, take me home
Country roads

All my memories, gather round her
Modest lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.”

While I have traveled often to the state, my evoked memories are of friendship. I have written before about three boyhood friends who remain friends today. As we tooled around in one of our cars as teens going to a ball game or event, this song would come on the radio.

We each would belt out our car karioke harmonizing with John Denver. Sometimes, we would not even need the radio. Mind you, none of us were even close to being good at singing, but that did not stop us.

We sang other songs of the day, but this one was special. I think it is due to the number of times Denver used his chorus lines. It may also have been the interesting descriptive words he used of the scenery and people.

Now it serves as a life mile marker. It immediately brings forward a joyous time. As you read this, what song or songs are mile markers for you?

16 thoughts on “A nice memory – Country Roads

  1. Captivating share of memories if yore Keith, so glad you and your friends are still together.

  2. Love John Denver! Also enjoy picturing you and your friends belting out songs driving down the highway with the top down and your hair blowin’ in the wind. Mine from the same life-stage? Steppenwolf’s Born To Be Wild!!! Figures, huh? πŸ˜‰

  3. Dear Keith,

    I envy you still keeping in touch with your boyhood friends and that you have such great memories.
    My song:
    I am woman, hear me roar
    In numbers too big to ignore
    And I know too much to go back an’ pretend
    ‘Cause I’ve heard it all before
    And I’ve been down there on the floor
    No one’s ever gonna keep me down again
    Oh yes, I am wise
    But it’s wisdom born of pain
    Yes, I’ve paid the price
    But look how much I gained
    If I have to, I can do anything
    I am strong
    I am invincible
    I am woman

    Hugs, Gronda

  4. Note to Readers: I have shared this story before, but when I travel back to my home town, my friends and I will get together at a restaurant and we will be there for three hours. Our wives get along as well. My wife and another Facebook chat, as neither of the husbands are on FB. One of our group is a sports broadcaster and has regional radio show. One of the wives teases that he gets paid for talking like he does in every day life.

    Another married a woman his parents did not want him to and he remains married to her to this day. Parents sometimes need to check their opinions in matters of the heart. Today, we seem to be getting together for funerals of our parents. Only one of the eight parents remain and she has Alzheimer’s. When she goes, it will be sad day indeed for many reasons. Since her husband was much older, he died about 40 years ago. So we all help a special place for her and often went to see her.

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