my mom loves, really loves, this song. so much so that she named me after something sweet and surprising she heard in the lyrics. (it’s at the 1:07 mark.)
it was released in 1970. she couldn’t have known then (she wasn’t even born) how much the words, hold on, it’s gonna be alright, you’re gonna win the fight, would one day mean to me. I live by them.
happy birthday, mom, on this rainy afternoon in New York City.
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