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Much more than a musical memory.

Posted by Big John on June 5, 2018

The other evening I watched an interesting and evocative BBC documentary about the Everly Brothers (‘Harmonies from Heaven’).

It reminded me of the late 1950’s and, in particular, of one miserable rainy night on the platform of a railway station where I waited with a group of other young airmen for the last train, which would take us back to our RAF station after attending some lucky national serviceman’s ‘de-mob’ party.

We were chatting and joking amongst ourselves when we suddenly heard the sound of someone singing further along the platform. In fact, it was two of our fellow conscripts who had only recently been posted to our camp after returning from duty at the nuclear test site on Christmas Island. On the way home they had a few days leave in the USA and had picked up a number of records, among which were the latest Everly Brothers’ hits.

Obviously we had all had more than a “sniff of the barmaid’s apron”, and so these two lads singing may have sounded better than it actually was, but it silenced our chatter.

OK, so they weren’t exactly Don and Phil, and it wasn’t quite one of those “Harmonies from Heaven”, but it did have a strangely ‘haunting’ quality about it as it echoed around that gloomy station.

That was 60 years ago and I’m still here: but I wonder if the same can be said of those two young airmen who had spent a year or more on a Pacific island watching …

These clouds ?

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4 Responses to “Much more than a musical memory.”

  1. Those were dangerous times, and many did not make it home. But they live on in your memory, just like Don and Phil!

  2. Joared said

    Very moving memory I can well imagine was quite unique.

  3. ginnie said

    An interesting post John. Sometimes those 60 yr old memories are almost more than I can bear. I actually had the ridiculous belief that things would get better !

  4. Big John said

    Thanks for the comment Ginnie … I’ve tried everything to leave comments on your blog .. Your Google check just will not let me. It tells me that someone else is using my ‘identity’. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve tried to re-register etc.

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