Click on the headline to link to a "YouTube" film clip of Mark Dinning performing his teen tear-jerker, "Teen Angel" to set the mood for this post.
Al Johnson, Class Of 1964, comment:
Recently I have been getting a stream of “guestbook” and “add to friends” visits from members of the Class of 1960 at my profile page (on the Classmates site). I am not altogether sure why this is so since the members of this class would have already been out the door and entering the “New Frontier” (although that word was not in usage at the time) while I was entering the freshman class at North from Atlantic Junior High. The only thing that I can think of, off-hand, which connects us, is that those members and I are marking the same year anniversaries, their 50th from North and my 50th from Atlantic.
Whatever the reason for visit to my profile I am very interested in your take on old North. I am particularly interested in “war stories” from the old “Dust Bowl” playing field over off Hollis Avenue near Atlantic, the stories of people who hung around Norfolk Downs on Saturday night, especially at Balducci’s or the bowling alleys, Or who were corner boys and girls at Harold’s Variety on Sagamore Street, or any corner store. Or remember Doc Andrew’s drugstore at the corner of Young and Newbury Streets, or have a tale to tell about Wollaston Beach, day or night. Or…well, you get the idea, tales of our collective youth. We, after all, all bled Raider red, right? In the meantime- Hats Off to the Class Of 1960!
....and a trip down memory lane.
MARK DINNING lyrics - Teen Angel
(Jean Surrey & Red Surrey)
Teen angel, teen angel, teen angel, ooh, ooh
That fateful night the car was stalled
upon the railroad track
I pulled you out and we were safe
but you went running back
Teen angel, can you hear me
Teen angel, can you see me
Are you somewhere up above
And I am still your own true love
What was it you were looking for
that took your life that night
They said they found my high school ring
clutched in your fingers tight
Teen angel, can you hear me
Teen angel, can you see me
Are you somewhere up above
And I am still your own true love
Just sweet sixteen, and now you're gone
They've taken you away.
I'll never kiss your lips again
They buried you today
Teen angel, can you hear me
Teen angel, can you see me
Are you somewhere up above
And I am still your own true love
Teen angel, teen angel, answer me, please
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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