I was thinking today and sometimes that is not always a good thing. There I was in the middle of writing when all of a sudden I had a song dancing through my head. It was an advertisement song from my childhood. It went Gurgle, gurgle how I love my golden Gurnsey milk. That particular product was only found in a small section of Pennsylvania where I lived for a short period of time.
Even today I can ask my grown children to sing the fig newton song and they can do it.
Why can we recall this and not remember what the headline was in yesterday's newspaper?
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