When I was a child, we had just one TV set in our house. My parents insisted on watching the Lawrence Welk show on Saturday night. I hated it. Having to listen to all that old, corny music, and Lawrence’s broken English. But Mom and Dad reveled in it. They would tap their feet and even sing along. It took them back to their heyday. It made them very happy.
Now, some 65 years later, those Lawrence Welk reruns are still on the air. Even more surprising, I find myself watching them. Not because I’ve come to like the music, but because it brings back precious memories of my sweet parents smiling and full of joy. They are long since in heaven, but I still picture them reminiscing in their recliners. I miss them so much.
So much of what I am today is because of them. They left me with wonderful memories. I hope I can do the same. I hope we all can.
Yes Ken, I remember Lawrence Welk, (along with Mitch Miller, my Mom would sing along ,watching the bouncing ball). I think they were staples in alot of our houses back then……great memories
Great memories Jean!
Amen, remember, what memories are we leaving for our children? Something to ponder.
I have the same memories of my parents and it makes me happy to see it again.
Yes, my parents loved this show. We all had to watch it and so glad I did. Brings back wonderful memories!
For sure Wanda.
Ken, Danny and I have the same great memories of Lawrence Welk and Bonanza. You forgot to mention if Dad wanted to change the channel one of us would have to get up and do it.
Yes Janice, I was his remote control.