Monday

1 May 2017

— One may enjoy the maples come what may!

 

Good Morning All,

Yikes, a busy day, historically, and I have left out dozens of other momentous events.

I’d best keep this short.

Two of you, both experts in the music of the past mid-century, have written to inform that The Battle of New Orleans was not written by Willie Horton. One of you, pointed out it was Johnny Horton.

The other of you pointed out it was neither Willie nor Johnny, but some fellow who called himself Jimmy Driftwood (a.k.a. James Corbett Morris), who wrote something like 6,000 folk songs, more that 300 of them actually recorded by various artists.

My man in Florida also inquired how I could have possibly thought the incarcerated Massachusetts murderer who sank Michael Dukakis’s presidential campaign could write such a song. Or, he added, perhaps I meant that great Detroit left-fielder Willie Horton who once killed a pigeon with a fly ball at Fenway Park.

I wrote back I’d actually meant Tim Horton, a defenseman in the NHL for 24 years before he opened a restaurant chain in Canada. Either him, I wrote, or the Horton who hatched the egg.

Go Well and Stay Well,

Bhekaron