Mary Travers died today after her long bout with leukemia at the age of 72. She was the Mary of the famous Peter, Paul & Mary, who played a large part in the civil rights and other protest movements of the 60s. They were famous for singing their own songs as well as those of others.
Among their most famous songs were their versions of "Blowin in the Wind", (Sung with MLK on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial on the day of the March on Washington) "Lemon Tree,"" Leavin On a Jet Plane," and "Light One Candle."
More than with you on that one Batty. Child-like dreams are much nicer to chase than other nastier kinds of waking dreams made by more powerful dragons...
My spinster aunt introduced me to PP&M, Joan Baez and Julie Felix (she of the gorgeous long dark hair) and Puff, The night they drove old Dixie down and Goin' to the Zoo had far more influence on me at age 6 (or so) than the Beatles.
I suppose it's a sign of getting old with all these people you know of and admired as a kid disappearing, but it's also good that you're reminded of the meaning or pleasure they gave to the world and to you as well. Memories are a kind of immortality and if you're remembered with affection then I think that's rather wonderful
RIP Mary Travers
"Some men see things as they are and ask why. Others dream things that never were and ask why not.” George Bernard Shaw
We had a lovely surprise a while back. Sharlene is a big fan of this type of folk music and we watched a PBS special about Pete Seeger. We enjoyed it so much that I bought the DVD and when we watched it we noticed that at one of the concerts (Wichita University) Sharlene was there in the front row.
Look, you've got it all wrong! You don't NEED to follow ME, You don't NEED to follow ANYBODY! You've got to think for your selves! You're ALL individuals! Yes! We're all individuals!
Batty wrote:You might think that, pooh, but I remember a more innocent version!
It's the innocent version that makes me sad!
"One grey night it happened, jackie paper came no more
And puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.
His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his life-long friend, puff could not be brave,
So puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave."
"Disliking Carrot would be like kicking a puppy." "You kicked a puppy," Lobsang said accusingly.
People will say (and did) that the song was about drugs, but Peter who wrote ii said in an interview in 2008,
Q: So "Puff, the Magic Dragon" was not about drugs?
A: "No. That is hardly possible for many reasons. Even if I had had the intention of writing a song about drugs -- which I may have had at a later time -- I was 20 years old at Cornell in 1959 when it was written and I was so square at that time, as was everyone else. Drugs had not emerged then. I know Puff was a good dragon and would never had had drugs around him. Now you've heard that from the mouth of the dragon's daddy.