I generally spend the evening hours preparing my thoughts on the day’s events, to be posted shortly after midnight. And more often than not, there’s a surfeit of subject matters to choose from (or “from which to choose,” for those of us who still refuse to let go of that preposition rule).

Tonight, however, I find myself sleepy, achy, and unmotivated. So bear with me, please, while I try to get some restorative sleep in the hope of waking up refreshed and raring to go in the morning.

Quite illogically — considering the daily headlines — I keep thinking that one day I’ll open my eyes to find a better, brighter world. I guess that’s what comes of having lived through those magical years of the ‘60s. The old anti-war, peace-love-hope songs of the minstrels of that era still resonate with me. I wonder how many of you remember this one:

“Last night I had the strangest dream
I ever dreamed before.
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war.

“I dreamed I saw a mighty room
And the room was filled with men,
And the papers they were signing said
They’d never fight again.

“And when the papers all were signed
And a million copies made,
They all joined hands and bowed their heads,
And grateful prayers were prayed.

“And the people in the streets below
Were dancing ‘round and ‘round,
And guns, and swords, and uniforms
Were scattered on the ground.

“Last night I had the strangest dream
I ever dreamed before.
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war.”

— Ed McCurdy, 1950

Though written by McCurdy, it was recorded at various times by Pete Seeger, The Weavers, Joan Baez, and possibly others — but most popularly by Simon and Garfunkel in 1964.

Simpler times? You bet! And oh! how I miss them.

And there’s still just enough of the youth of the ‘60s left in me to want to believe.

You can’t blame a girl for wishing, can you?

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka
12/13/24