And speaking of Stevie, here’s one of the most beautiful songs I’ve ever heard. By the time Fleetwood Mac released this song, they were already a major force of what would come to be classic rock music. Scores of number ones and chart toppers, some sung by the darling Stevie, some harmonized by Stevie and Lindsay, some even sung by Christine McVey. But for me, there is nothing that compares to the sparkling magic and haunting resonance of Sara. (Sara, you’re the poet in my heart. Never change, and don’t you ever stop) I was introduced to this song when I lived in Pocono Country Place by part time resident Roberta who was, at the time, my mentor and my muse. She was a few years my senior and was the first person to encourage my imagination, to inspire me to pursue my passion for writing, to not just push it aside as childish reflection. If I’d told Roberta that I could imagine myself flying across the moon in a sleek silver cruiser, she’d pensively ask me to describe it so she could see it for herself.
From the historical writing archive. Original date: November 14, 2016. Recovered from local source material; editorial review is still in progress.
