August, 1962, Mt. Carmel, Connecticut, USA:
I loved Neil Sedaka's "Breaking Up Is Hard To Do" from the first time I heard it. When the song hit #1, I ran downstairs to my mother and exclaimed, "My favorite song is #1! That means I have good taste!"
She turned to me calmly and asked, "It does?"
Ah.
Hmm.
Oh. It just means I have typical taste.
Thanks, Mom, for teaching me to think for myself!
