Month: October 2025

Music…

Dream On

Aerosmith

Aerosmith

and Words

Every time when I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone

And it went by, like dusk to dawn
Isn′t that the way?
Everybody’s got their dues in life to pay

Yeah, I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it′s everybody’s sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.

Broward Mall, the local mall where I grew up in Fort Lauderdale, sat on the corner of Broward Boulevard and University Drive.  It was a modest drive away, at 10-15 minutes by car.  However, considering that I didn’t have my own car until I had basically graduated from high school, it was somewhat inaccessible.  The times I did make it out there relied on my older sister’s generosity, since she had a car.

On a particular day during high school, I browsed the music section at Spec’s in the mall.  They played this song by Aerosmith, ‘Dream On’, over their speakers throughout the store.  I knew the song and artist; I liked the song.  Meanwhile, another patron walks up to the cashier’s station and asks about the song, insisting that he wants to buy the album.  Instead of simply making the sale, the clerk responds with, “This particular song is unlike the rest of Aerosmith’s music; you’d be better off getting the single.”

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Music…

Where Do The Children Go

Nervous Night

The Hooters

and Words

Surrender into the night
Silently take my hand
Nobody knows what′s inside us
Nobody understands

They handed us down a dream
To live in this lonely town
But nobody hears the music
Only the echo of a hollow sound

Where do the children go
Between the bright night and darkest day?
Where do the children go
And who’s that deadly piper who leads them away?

Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.

I started college at the University of Miami in 1986.  I was a computer geek in high school and continued in college.  People looked upon computers differently back then.  In high school, we word processed and played games with computers; only a select few dared to program these machines.  I learned to program BASIC from the thick 3-ring binders that came with the computer.

I moved into Pearson Hall.  My dorm room sat in a short wing, half a flight from the lobby.  The elevator button to my floor was “R1”, for Rear 1.  All my neighbors in that short hallway were incoming freshmen, save the handful of upperclassmen from the year before that retained their dorm room.  This is where I first met George, and through him, I met other friends.

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