A rainy day on Hwy 1
To complete what I began with my oblique almost quote in the title:I was a stranger in the city, out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity – what to do, what to do, what to do? The outlook was exceedingly gloomy but as I walked those empty streets alone, it turned out to be the luckiest day I’ve known.
A foggy day, in London-town had me low, had me down I viewed the morning with alarm, the British Museum had lost its charm. “How long,” I wondered, “Could this thing last?” But the age of miracles had not passed
For suddenly I saw you there and in foggy London-town the sun was shining everywhere!
Transcribed from memory – a youth spent listening to Judy Garland’s 1962 album “Live at Carnegie Hall” from the time I was 11 until….. well, still – every once in a while.