Top Ten Songs of the ’70s

**NOTE:  This is an article I wrote 7 years ago and which has been reposted and reconstituted by other sites over and over again.  I found it the other day on my old laptop and thought it was worth reposting (with some corrections and updated links).  Though my musical tastes are constantly evolving and ever-expanding, I still feel the same way about these amazing songs from one of my favorite decades.

Forget about your traditional Top Ten Songs of the ’70s. I’m going to use this blog post to tell you about MY personal favorites from the ’70s. Everyone has their own musical favorites, and usually there is a memory associated with each one. I’m not sure if any of my all-time favorites ever made the “The Top 100 Seventies Singles”, but these songs sound as magical today as they did when I spent hours listening to my parents’ 8-track tapes looking through the latest issues of Teen Beat and Tiger Beat.

Me – Summer 1978 (wearing my favorite Shawn Cassidy t-shirt) and looking forward to listening to my new Grease album.

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Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

Grandma in her flower garden, 1971

One of my fondest childhood memories is helping my grandma pick tomatoes and beans in her garden in southern Kentucky.  She and I would pick big beefsteak tomatoes and sometimes take a salt shaker out to the garden and eat them right off the vine.  I helped her pick beans and then string and break them while sitting on the back porch.  I remember driving out to the mountain where my great Aunt Flon lived and we four (Aunt Flon, Grandma, Mom and me) picking blackberries, which my grandma would later craft into a delicious pie.

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Accidental Pumpkin Patch

Sometime in the early Summer of 2015 as I was mowing the grass on the side of our house I noticed some unfamiliar leaves growing there.   I went to grab the weed eater out of the garage when something made me stop.  Somehow these leaves didn’t look “weed-like” and so I decided to forego destroying them until I could identify them.  As I continued to mow I made a possible connection.  The previous November our uncarved Halloween pumpkins had been moved from the porch to the side of the house only when the Christmas decorations made an appearance.  We had waited so long to dispose of them that they never made it to the compost pile; they barely made it to the side of our house before completely falling apart in our hands.  They were left to decompose there in the barren area that lines the south-facing side of our home, where we have never bothered to landscape save for some maintenance-free peppermint.  So now, seven months or so later, that little “ding” that went off in my brain, that natural instinct that makes even a modern human recognize the sometimes barely perceptible differences between a useless weed and an edible plant, was reminding me that we had dumped pumpkins in that very spot.  Could these unfamiliar leaves be pumpkin leaves???

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