I meet with my friends for lunch at the Pacific Grove golf club house, in a back room where there is not sound system. As I am leaving and walking through the main room I hear Frank Sinatra crooning on the speakers.
Suddenly I am back in time 30 years. I am surprised that I actually like hearing him. For so long I was embarrassed that I use to like those old crooners and now it feels OK.
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