Song # 6: Frances & The Summer of 1953

Often I hear people asking about details of situations after their parent's die... Sometimes they never find the answers... but wouldn't it be awesome if we found a diary detailing part of their life. It is an interesting to think back generations and what they were like as teenagers...

My friend Thomas Boles helped me out on backing vocals.

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Frances & The Summer of 1953

Frances was my Mother's Mother
When we cleaned out the attic we found her diary
Grandma never told many stories
I hadn't heard half as many as Grandpa would tell in a day
I opened the cover. Light filtered through the dust.
My grandma was a teenager again

CHORUS:
Oh the Fish are biting and the living is easy, Why don't we stay outside...
All summer long... I got got my bike to ride and we ain't got no need for pools
We got the swimming hole and everybody knows, It's the coolest place you can be
We all agree we had the best summer, it was 1953

The next page... Enter Grandpa.
She talked about the first time they met
She was with her friends at the swimming hole
He was coming back with a mess of fish
He went up to her and introduced himself as Freddy
And invited her over for a fish fry

And every page was filled with adventures
That Frances and Freddy had
All summer they stayed side by side
And stayed that way for the next 50 years.
September Twenty One was the last entry
“I'll never forget the summer we met in 1953”