More Wuss Rock

Ironically, I was introduced to The Christy Minstrels by a missionary in France. He said his folks had 8-tracks of this group and played them while traveling in their RV -- so they remind him of home.

Oddly, I, too, have memories of this group. My sister Marina used to play her guitar and sing this song all the time. Most of my childhood memories are linked to sounds, so listening to this song really helps me delve deep into those memories. I can see myself sitting with my brothers and sisters on the floor in Marina's room -- sitting on that crazy candy-striped carpeting -- as she plays. Bunkbeds on the wall, because there were eight kids in a house with four bedrooms. I can see her fingers strumming the guitar and hear her singing. Happy times.