A little while ago, on one of Reed's forays into riding in the front seat (still a novelty at this point), he changed the XM satellite radio channel from the usual pop music over to the "50s on 5" channel. And now must times he's in the car, he asks that we listen to that station. He says the music is "weird" and funny and has lots of different sounds, but he likes it. I try to keep my enthusiasm for it tempered, lest my happiness at his hearing the Everly Brothers or Elvis or Sam Cooke turn him off of it entirely.
I remember Saturday mornings when my Mom would drive us to the Safeway in Reston to hand us off to my Dad for the night, listening to oldies countdowns and hearing lots of these songs. I guess that's where it all started!
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