When I was a young man of 21 years old, recently out of the Army and living in my first apartment in Coatesville, Pennsylvania I was very lonely. I had "came out" three months previously when I lived in Pittsburgh and had lost a lot of friends. I was estranged from my family. I was alone. I was lonely.
How did I pass those lonely nights and especially lonely Saturday nights in my furnished, small, ground floor apartment that rented for $65 a month back in 1963? I got through those dark days with this lady - Dinah Washington.
I had always liked Dinah's recording of "What a Difference a Day Makes" which was appropriate to my situation since I had recently came out of the closet and faced a whole new world.
I bought one of her albums. I played it over and over again on my record player (no CD players back in the Stone Age of my Youth). I liked that album so much that I bought another album, then another. Before the summer was over I had bought every album of this great lady of song.
Dinah got me through many a lonely night. Then came a time in the summer of 1964 and I met Bill. I put Dinah's albums away but I never forgot them.
Now that I am at the end of my run, I am feeling nostalgic about many things of my past that have given me comfort. Dinah Washington and her music is one of those warm memories that I have that give me comfort and sustenance. Last week I downloaded one of my very favorite Dinah Washington albums from iTunes.
Dinah is no longer with us. I wonder what she would think of our new digital age. I think she would be happy knowing that she is giving this one boy (which I still am in my mind) comfort.
Thank you Dinah.
|Some of my many Dinah Washington albums|