Going My Way. Today

Yesterday, I had to go to the Veterans Administration to pick up medicine for my 94 year old WWII vet father.  While waiting endlessly for the prescription to be filled (that is another story) a man was walking through the center singing, “We are marching to pretoria.

It was a catchy tune and before long I was singing it in my head, and whistling it in the car driving home, so I had to google it.

I found a video on YouTube of the Smothers Brother’s singing it – doing a beautiful job, but as always, Tom Smothers would ham it up and make it funny, which he was wonderful at doing.

Flashbacks flowed into my mind of the sixties and how these two, though so-clean cut, so conservatively dressed, were so against the war, anti-Nixon, and also upset with then President Johnson who kept soldiers in Vietnam much longer than many Americans wanted.

Maybe it was their way of fooling the public or the Smothers  Brothers did not like long hair and hippie clothing.  But they were smart, intelligent and most good-hearted.  They showed that people could not be labeled for they way they look or even acted.  You could wear a shit and tie and hate the war.  You could have crew cuts and speak of peace. They poked fun at politics, but never hurtful, rude or just plain-down raunchy.

I’m glad I was there when that old Vet sang that song.  It brought back some good memories.  March on to Pretoria to victory!