Watching Paul McCartney with his vibrant band playing at the White House
Giving our leaders some sorely needed soul-inspired entertainment
I am carried back to more carefree times, when strangers danced, embraced, and sang together across this Land, celebrating without being called terrorists. In Southern Oregon, Dave Marston led the gang who loved Beattles' songs, and now he has died an untimely death, not making it to 64.
May these inspired folk songs of the sixties never be silenced, for they sang of love, of justice and its costs, of betrayal, of yesterday and the simple needs for friendship. They were songs of praise, of prayer, of letting it be. Now almost fifty years later, we are still protesting, yearning for peace that lasts, and listening for answers to the questions raised so boldly by the troubadours of the nineteen-
sixties. Let their lights shine on in you and me!
Carol Browning 7/28/10