When I was a little kid, I loved
Stars and Stripes Forever. I got the tape from the library, and I made my poor mother play it in the car, really loud. The louder the better! I renewed the tape like six times, and everywhere we went, my mom played it for me, rewinding it at the end of the song and listening to that one song over and over again. She recently told me how embarrassed she was to pull up to a stop light with John Phillip Sousa blaring at full volume. Just picture us in our gigantic 1984 Buick. And the air conditioner never worked, so naturally the windows would be down. I guess this makes up for her telling me I couldn't be a singer.
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