The other day I was listening to my car radio and heard Carole King’s song, “It’s Too Late”. After it was over I kept wondering – where is Sugarloaf’s Green Eyed Lady? All night I was mentally singing to myself It’s too Late which then got followed up in my mind by Green Eyed Lady. So, I got to thinking about it and I realized that anytime I hear Carole’s song, I just automatically expect to hear the Sugarloaf song immediately afterwards. Why was that?
I gave it some serious thought and came to the conclusion that it’s connected to a vivid childhood memory of love lost. My summer girlfriend of 1971 when I was 13 was Diane Mathews. In hindsight, Diane was my first ‘long-term relationship’. Diane was a year older than I and attended St. Peters Catholic school, whereas I attended public schools. She was cool and she was a good athlete. She became the mold for my perfect woman, the one who I eventually fell in love with and married. Continue reading →