The Golden Oldies Channel
Is that was it’s called? I don’t know.
Every weekend from when I was probably 6 or 7 (probably older and probably not every weekend literally) my dad would turn on the golden oldies channel on our bell satellite. He would play it while cooking, cleaning, doing projects, reading the paper, or napping.
Every once in a while, when we didn’t roll our eyes, my sister and brothers would dance around the living room with him and mom, laughing and giggling. Dad has a fun way of dancing.
I was reflecting on that today. Those were some good times and hopefully, we continue making those memories.