by Lynda Miller
The changes in your life, year by year.
|It was a very good year written by Ervin Drake and sung by Frank Sinatra
I am not sure when this song came out. And I don't think Frank Sinatra was the only person to sing it, but this song will live on forever.
It certainly has hit home with me every time I heard it at the age it was singing about.
Seventeen - feeling free, having boyfriends, loving the nights outside
Twenty-one - Close boyfriends - the song talks about the city girls who lived up the stair with hair that easily came undon.
Thirty-five - Blue blooded boys and girls of independent means, riding in limos. Yeah, that was the way
Now I am in the Autumn of my years and the days do grow short and so does the years. I drink fine wine and martinis and I feel I am in my vintage time.
All good years.
Lynda with a Y