Memory Lane

Back when I was a kid — long before the dawn of the Internet — you listened to whatever music your parents listened to. And in my case, that was the Beatles. My mom owned all of their albums, so I grew up listening to their songs from the womb and beyond. The Fab Four had disbanded before I even took my first step, yet I listened to their records over and over again on an old turntable in my family’s den.

So, why am I telling you this? Because last night, for the first time in my life, I had the pleasure of seeing one of the Beatles perform live. Sir Paul McCartney came to Tampa on his One on One tour and graced the stage for nearly three hours, singing classic songs from the Beatles, Wings, and his solo albums.

I’m not an overly sentimental person, but I have to admit I had to fight back emotions while watching him perform. There was just something about his voice and his songs that transported me back to my childhood home and that dusty record player in my family's den. For a brief moment, I was a kid again. And for a magical journey like that, I will always be thankful.

Paul