“Ooooh, Baby! I gotta get you home with me, tonight…”
Charles loved his classic R & B jams. Sunday afternoons spent tooling around the bike while the iPod cranked out old soul grooves, always put his mind at ease. In truth, days like these always reminded him of a time where things weren’t so complicated in life. They were times spent with his Dad, in the old garage.
Momma used to play old school Motown hits, all day on Sundays when Charles was a kid. It was really no wonder he grew up retaining his love for classics of the 60’s, 70’s, and 80’s. Sunny skies, warm breezes, the smells of engine oil and exhaust, the sounds of Smokey Robinson and Stevie Wonder; ah…how they all combined in a sort of chaotic symphony that always seemed to sooth the soul.
“Have you seen her? Tell me, have you seen her”.
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