My dad wasn’t a big fan of popular music when I was growing up in the 1960’s and 70’s.
His musical tastes were more along the lines of traditional country music, such as Johnny Cash and Teresa Brewer, or in deference to my Mom, the Mexicali sound of Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass. He did call us one night in 1964 from Olympia Stadium in Detroit, where he was working the Detroit Police detail while the Beatles performed at the Old Red Barn, and we couldn’t hear him too well because of all of the screaming. He did put up with our musical tastes, with my older brother liking Jethro Tull, the Who and classic rock; my older sister more in line with Chicago, Barry Manilow and pop; and me with “Meet the Beatles,” Elton John and a wide-ranging span of favorites.
However, my dad did like one pop song in the mid-1960’s – “Monday, Monday” by The Mamas and The Papas.
That tune came to mind this morning as we did our walk around Kollen Park and the Heinz Pickle Plant. It was a cool, cloudy dawn, not one to really add a lot to our “Postcards from Holland” online photo gallery here on WHTC.com. Still, if one widens one’s horizons to see something that doesn’t fit into the stereotypical views sought for when touring the Tulip City, one can see some little nuggets such as the five fresh images we uploaded today.
As the late John Phillips wrote: “Monday, Monday, it was all I’d hope it would be…”
Thanks!
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