My husband and I were driving down the highway in a rented minivan, during a horrendous thunderstorm. We were both exhausted, hungry and fairly grumpy. All we wanted to do was to finally get to our destination, a hotel in Virginia Beach, for our honeymoon.
Sheets of rain pushed us onward. The radio was tuned in to an oldies channel.
Then this song came on. We both looked at each other and started laughing, a case of the loopy giggles. We started singing along to it the best we could, making up lyrics to fit our situation. The stress of the day lessened a bit, and our spirits were lifted.
This song is absolutely awful, but every time I hear it, I think of Tom. Our honeymoon is a story that I still haven’t been able to retell, it is too fresh yet. Hollywood could make a movie about it, seriously.
So anyways, thank you Gordon Lightfoot, for the much needed comic relief.