Peanuts by Charles Schulz for October 01, 2016

Hey, if you ever reached your teens I’m pretty sure you’d forget her face by then. I had a little red haired girl of my own when I was about your age, though she was actually golden blonde rather than a red head. Unlike you, at least I knew her name (Stacy, which at the time I thought was the most beautiful name in the world). I’m the one who ended up moving away to never see her again. Once I hit my teens I could no longer remember her cute face. Wonder what she looked like as a teenager and an adult.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=egCeIwjIuZM

There was a beautiful blond girl 40 some years ago. Her image is a faded memory, but the feeling of love remains. She died way too early.

It’s a good first draft, Charlie Brown, but there’s no difficulty in remembering a face you can’t forget. How about, “How can I remember the face I want to forget?”

I can remember the face of the girl I liked in 1st grade (50 years ago), but darn it, I cannot remember her name…

I had a little red haired girl in my life, too. She liked me and we talked all the time. This was 40 years ago. I don’t remember her name or what she looked like. I moved, because my parents couldn’t get along, and I never got to say goodbye. Also, there’s no way I could have ever been disappointed in her, no matter how she turned out. She was my friend.

You have to put Snoopy in the song, Chuck. No country tear jerker is complete without a dog. When you get older, then you can add the truck, drinking, and adultery into the mix.

This is one of the many reason’s I’m very grateful that I haven’t had a crush on anybody yet. It deprives you from sleep, and that’s too sacred for me.

Gloom, despair, and agony on meDeep, dark depression, excessive miseryIf it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at allGloom, despair, and agony on me

Ew. I’m allergic to country music…

really, the song would involve you getter her back along with your dog and your pickup

How can we forget the face we’ve never seen?

Charlie Brown should stop whining and do something about it.

Well, definitely some sort of love song at least…it doesn’t HAVE to be country on that point alone, does it?

By now, all those cute faces I loved are 70 years old…Sob!!

“I forgot to remember to forget her,I can’t seem to get her off my mind.I thought I’d never miss her,But I found out somehowI think about her almost all the time.The day she went awayI made myself a promiseThat I’d soon forget we ever met.But something sure is wrong,‘Cause I’m so blue and lonely.I forgot to remember to forget.”

Stan Kesler and Charlie Feathers.

I fell in love with a dark haired girl when I was nine. I still remember her name, her face, where she lived, and even her birthdate. That was fifty-seven years ago.

Per David Allan Cole’s story about “you Never Even Call Me By My Name”..

Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that songAnd he told me it was the perfect country and western songI wrote him back a letterAnd I told him it was not the perfect country and western songBecause he hadn’t said anything at all about mama,Or trains,Or trucks,Or prison,Or getting’ drunkWell he sat down and wrote another verse to the songAnd he sent it to me,And after reading it,I realized that my friend had written the perfectCountry and western songAnd I felt obliged to include it on this albumThe last verse goes like this here:

Well, I was drunk the day my mom got out of prisonAnd I went to pick her up in the rainBut before I could get to the station in my pickup truckShe got runned over by a damned old train

One thing’s for sure…nobody does angst like Charles Schulz!

I’m going to ask a silly question now. Has he ever had dreams about her? Because many people believe if you think about somebody hard enough you dream about them.

It’s not true.

xxx

Reminds me of that Johnny Cash song ‘I Forgot To Remember To Forget’ from the fifty’s.

does not understand who the little red haired girl is