When Big Bands Played on every station 📻

When big bands ruled the world, with live broadcast each night. A slow world. A sentimental world. A world that believed in God. In LOVE. A world after the war that appreciated the small things, the community and most importantly family above all else. What a beautiful world that was of values. If we could only add progression to old school morality then maybe one would have less suffering. A book I read often from the 1950 states “if suffering made the world wise, a wise world it would be” after the world wars what a wise world we were becoming. If progression could meet slowness, like the Italian say “the art of doing nothing” what a peaceful world we would have. Big Bands brought in peace in a time the world didn’t know the end, each night the news goes off, did a love one die? Is your family now just a Jayne or Joe doe somewhere out there? Well forget your troubles we are all in this together- here is Glenn Miller and his Big Bands singing it’s a blue world, the moonlight serenade begins for a hour where you forget your troubles and melt in with the big band. Once the war was over those late night broadcasts became coming home dances. For a moment to me that was a beautiful world. Radio Days. Glenn miller and his orchestra playing live lifting spirits. A beautiful world that must had been for that moment. To be alive and to be appreciative of every second God Has given you.

Just thoughts I wanted to write in my poetry diary. Things to think about. Life. Stillness. Pureness. A life with a moral compass. A Catholic life, a happy life, a life of wonder, but a life above all of old school morality. Path to righteousness Jesus states in the Bible isn’t perfect, so find redemption.

Good night, if you’re reading this- find a big band and listen to when times were still, radio days were pure. May I always show my children pureness. Amen. Xoxo Kallie Baby 💗