Website offers a musical gold mine

Published: Wednesday, July 17, 2013 at 16:25 PM.

My summers growing up in Havelock through the 1950s were mostly about beaches and music. We had moved to Cherry Point from California at the insistence of the Marine Corps, and I fell in love with our beaches.

My immediate attraction was water temperature. Our Atlantic waters are warm, California waters are cold. Also, my arrival coincided with emergence of what would later become known as "beach music."

Throughout my teenage summers, I pretty much kept my feet in sand and my ears plastered to jukeboxes or radios. At home in my bed, I could hear the Quick ‘N Tasty’s jukebox tunes from down the road floating through my open window whenever breezes herded the notes into Slocum Village.

I wrangled every opportunity to get to the Atlantic Beach Pavilion, where music and good times lived. We laughed and sang songs along with the radio to and from and danced weekends away. Those were unbelievably good times.

As parents are wont to do, Dad and Mom didn’t share their kid’s appreciation of Wilbur Harrison or Billy Ward. I thought they had weird preferences: liked Elvis yet had no use for Bill Haley. Go figure.

In hindsight, their generational disconnect is understandable. My parents developed their musical tastes through the big band era of Harry James, Glenn Miller, Artie Shaw, Jimmy Dorsey and a host of others.

That music became an especially important medium of contact during World War II when there were few other alternatives. It might be impossible for modern folks to imagine the level of isolation that was the wartime norm.



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