Ah, the memories

My mom sent me an email the other day that said:  
"Sunday Morning" did a story about the author of Winnie the Pooh.  All those pictures and songs reminded me of you singing:

Winnie AH Pooh, Winnie AH Pooh, funny little, fluffy, little buddy all stuffed with fluff, OH
            "                           "           willy, little silly old bear.

  I may not have all the words right, but you always cracked me up with this.  Do you remember?
 Ahhh...it made me smile so big.  I don't necessarily remember singing the song, but she's told me the story enough times that I feel like I remember.  What I DO remember is that I LOVED Winnie the Pooh (especially Tigger) and listening to "Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day on my handy dandy Show N' Tell.  Now, who remembers this thing??

Not only did I listen to and watch the various books on this thing, but it was also my record player for a long time.  I remember listening to the Grease, Saturday Night Fever, and Car Wash soundtracks on it, as well as my 45 records like Donna Summers' Heaven Knows which was always my favorite song of hers.

I'm so glad my mom sent me that note because all these memories came flooding back.  Man, those were the days.....  Geez...how old am I?  I sound like a crotchety old man!

Oh, and for good measure:

Gotta love that 70's 'stache.

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