September 1/365 Songs 1

My bare feet pounded the linoleum floor. I danced circles in the living room singing along with Jo Stafford and The Norman Luboff Choir. “Jambalaya a-crawfish pie and-a file gumbo, ‘cause tonight I’m gonna see my cher amio.” The words were undecipherable; the song was dancing voodoo. My sisters laughed; I twirled faster – son-of-a-gun big fun had in Wellsville.

NOTE: If you have no idea what I’m writing about, you can listen to Jo’s version of Hank Williams’s immortal Jambalaya. I also was particularly entranced by Rosemary Clooney’s totally child-inappropriate Come On-a My House.