The crooners of the 60's are all leaving us. I was just a preteen when the doo wop sound was all happening. Stuck with me though as I grew up. Up, innocent toe tapping dashboard thumping music. What a time, cars were art forms, respect was part of everyone's make up and, as I turned 13 my heart was broken 2-3 times a day and all those teen road kill and young love songs, the soundtrack of growing up in rural Alberta.
Thank you Mr. Sedaka for all the memories.