Happy 71st Birthday, Carole King!
We sang to each other ~ "You just call out my name and you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again." We bounced around on the bed, on the floor, in the hall.
When one broke up with her boyfriend ~ or he broke up with her ~ we sat around and crooned, "And it's too late, baby, now it's too late though we really did try to make it.... something inside just died, and I just can't fake it."
Her music wove its threads into the tapestry of our developing young lives. What amazing memories! Thank you, Carole King.