Walking down the street..we get the funniest looks... from everyone we meet...
The all too familiar words from my childhood! First impulse is to do the Monkee walk to the opening of the son g.
Tonight, as promised, my personal tribute to Davey Jones (1945 ~ 2012)
My childhood crush (along with Bobby Sherman!). I absolutely loved the Monkees as a young girl, Davey Jones in particular. Even more when I watched him with Marcia on the Brady Bunch in 1971. Because we all had to be like Marcia!
Tonight is a short, sweet and simple post in memory of Davey.. my first puppy love. wink, wink!
I must add that once I was older and realized that Davey was only five years younger than my dad... well, let's just say that my relationship with Davey was never the same! LoL!.
Not that I was not sad when Whitney Houston died.. loosing Davey is different. It is like having a piece of my childhood died as well. I had Tiger Beat Magazine posters of him all over my walls throughout all the 70s. He was on my walls longer (and Bobby Sherman) than Donny Osmond, Tony DeFranco, Shawn Cassidy and Leif Garret.
Rest in peace Davey.
As a tribute to Davey, I have put a little something on my home page in his honor. I will leave it up until his funeral.
Blessings to all!!
97 days to go...
PS... for a, l & c. You are my sunshine(s).
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