Monday, January 12, 2009
Detassler from Camp Point
The summer after I graduated high school, I got a letter with my dorm assignment and the name and phone number of my roommate. It was a nervous phone call. I think I waited at least a week before I even tried the number. And when I finally did, I met Missy from Camp Point, IL. She was easy to talk to, she had a microwave and stereo. She was working as a corn detassler that summer. Her older brother went to our university too, he lived off campus at the frat house. She planned on bringing a loft for her bed...her computer and her car. Woo-hoo! Hmmm...maybe this wasn't going to be so bad. :) The fateful day came...we both moved into our little dorm room. With a brother in a frat house, Missy knew all about partying...and didn't miss a one. Missy and I roomed together for 2 years in the end. We weren't BFF, but we were friends who understood each other and gave each other space. I think that's why we were able to share such a small space with each other 2 years in a row. And we both loved playing sand volleyball. But all that is background...I'm really here to talk about a huge gift that Missy brought into my life. She introduced me to an entire genre of music that I love to this day...country music. Prior to my freshman year in college, the only country music song I knew was Garth Brooks - Friends in Low Places. And honestly, I didn't know that one that well except it got played to death at every dance I went to in high school. Missy liked to sleep with music on...and I thought that was okay...so we started going through our CDs and finding ones we could both tolerate...amazingly enough, the country music Missy played was the best stuff to fall asleep to. We would often put a CD on repeat and listen to it all night long. Night after night, we heard the same songs over and over...and it was comforting. It is so easy for me to get "sucked into" a country music song. I'd listen to the lyrics and love to hear the story. And still today, there are certain songs I just love and I'm proud to be a WIXY listener. :) I'm not as up on new artists and albums, I really like the stuff from back in my college days, but I still really enjoy a song with a good story. So thanks Missy, for broadening my horizons...in an unexpected way. I wonder what you're doing now.