There's got to be a morning after

Yesterday was my 68th birthday. Today I woke up and thought of that song. It was first sung at the end of the movie The Poseidon Adventure in 1972 and was a hit for singer Maureen McGovern. Here she is singing it. (I can’t explain the video. Perhaps it is a tribute to the peace movement of the sixties, but I don’t know for sure. When I hear the song, the only scenes I see are Shelley Winters swimming underwater and the survivors emerging from the upturned ship at the end of the movie.)

This must be my month for girl singers. Rosemary Clooney, Dinah Washington, Bea Arthur (her baritone voice almost disqualifies her from the category), and now Maureen McGovern. Oh, wait, I did throw Pat Boone into the mix at one point.

Perhaps I am stuck in the past. Well, as the Jewish lawyer who opened a restaurant in Tokyo said, Sosumi.

In fairness, though, I am now in the second day of my 69th year, and I have a lot more past to remember than future on earth to contemplate. Fortunately, it doesn’t stop there.

Here is that selfsame Maureen McGovern singing a truly amazing rendition of “Amazing Grace” with the Cincinnati Pops Orchestra (that girl has quite a range). At one point, the choir of Azusa Pacific University sings a verse a capella. It took me back to my own college choir days at Southwestern University in Georgetown, Texas.

There’s got to be a morning after.

I’m counting on it.