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Smoke Dreams

This melody of yesteryear sounded great. We would hear it on a record at seventy-eight. Anybody could play the song on a Victrola. One listened to it on a juke box by Rock-Ola. The subject of this song by Jo Stafford of all things, was about the romantic dreams of smoke rings. Miss Stafford’s voice was one anyone adores. Back then, it was no crime to smoke indoors. When dealing with broken hearts lovers wanted to forget, they would often sit down and have a cigarette. A habit of the past many considered glamorous is now deemed to be offensive and insalubrious. The song sounded mellifluous and sublime. Things have changed significantly over time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Wesley Avatar
February 6, 2012 at 7:26 PM
Yes Robert, I think back fondly on those times. I was one of them but finally quit. You brought back some nice memories. I think you did a wonderful job with the story! :)
Andresen Avatar
February 6, 2012 at 3:10 PM
Yes,things changes over time Robert..... oxox hugs Anne-Lise
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