We’ve been camping a few times this spring. Inevitably, sitting around the campfire, I’ll be compelled to break into a round of crooning to my girlfriend:
I honestly can’t remember the first time I heard that song (specifically Tompall Glaser’s version for The Outlaws album) as a child. It seems like I was born knowing it.
But it wasn’t untill a few minutes ago that I realized the author of my all-time favorite children’s book, The Giving Tree, and written that song.
Or that he’d also written A Boy Named Sue, or accomplished even a fraction of what Shel Silverstein shared with the world during his life.
Or that he could pen such enjoyable romps as The Perfect High and I got stoned and I missed it.
Even if I had somehow heard his name associated with folk music, I’m sure I just assumed it wasn’t THE Shel Silverstein.
Learn something new every day.