28th
I like singing in the car…
…as much as the next guy. But somewhere between my senior year in high school, I lost the love. I think it mostly was because I spent some hard years in Boston, when my 1959 Wagon (see http://www.hotrodhotline.com/feature/2005show/05firecracker/assets/images/db_images/db_nuGene_Ewankiw_47_Willys_wagon.jpg for an example) was taken from me and I was forced to take the subway in the freezing cold, walking in the rain against wind, sleet, and snow.
When I finally started driving again when I moved back West, I found myself listing to NPR. Don’t get me wrong, I love NPR. But it doesn’t quite have the same effect as singing to your favorite tune as you ride to work or school.
This morning, I sang on the way to work. And I loved it. Tomorrow, I hope to do it again.
