Thank you, John Denver
When I was a kid I loved John Denver’s Seasons Suite. It was so melodic and fun to sing along with. I didn’t know anything about him as an artist — he was just a voice that came from the record player, like Barbara Streisand or Paul Simon.
Yet I felt like Denver was sending me a message. I couldn’t figure out exactly what it meant, but it resonated profoundly. Literally: profoundly, in the sense that I tucked it away deep inside for future reference.
And here I am in that future, where I recently found myself referencing (and when I say, “referencing” I might mean…