Raining In My Heart

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Raining in my heart is a song by the late great Buddy Holly. It’s also the very first song I remember hearing as a very young boy. So young, I was still in my high chair! It was recorded on October 21st, 1958 which would make me just over 2 years old at the time.

It Was Sunday

I’ve been told on many occasions that I couldn’t possibly recall something so vividly at such a young age. However, I can recall every detail of my surroundings when Raining In My Heart came on the radio that day in 1958. I am sure it was a Sunday morning. Although I have no idea why except my folks were there and if it was a weekday they would have been working. That meant it would have been a day in the nursery (kindergarten) for me. So that’s why I think it was Sunday although it could have been Saturday.

My Yellow High Chair

So, there I am, sat in my high chair with its flaking yellow paint and row of coloured beads on a steel rod. They stretched the full width of the tray that kept me secured in place. The walls were decorated with paper that had silhouettes of dancers on a grey background. I was facing a bay window to the front of the house that had net curtains in place. My folks were sat at a table to the right of me, eating breakfast. Then the music started, those pizzicato strings introduction of Buddy Holly’s Raining In My Heart. When I say the music started, it was this song that caught my attention, I hadn’t noticed what was played before or after Buddy.

I Enjoy The Memory

Every time I hear this song, it always takes me back to that moment, clear as a bell and as vivid as though it was yesterday. Yet, people, I have told the story to say it’s impossible to have this memory from such a young age. I don’t tell anyone anymore, I just enjoy the memory and of course the song. What puzzles me is why it was only this song? What was it that caught my attention, so much so that I can recall the moment in such detail? Agreed, it is a strange thing and I don’t think I can recall anything so vividly from my life until I’m much older. I bet though, there are plenty of people who have similar memories.

Modern Times

Anyway, back to modern times where I have trouble remembering why I went to the bathroom. Life is good, I’m pleased to be back at my blog after problems with my laptop. I tried to write something using my phone, but boy, it was so tedious I gave up after half a day. Happy 2019 everyone.

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27 Comments
  • Sue W
    January 26, 2019

    I loved listening to the radio when I was a child especially ’Children’s Favourites’ on Saturday mornings. Modern radio is not the same except perhaps for the Radio Four Play.
    I can remember being in my pram, the hood up, and the sound the wheels made as it was being passed over the joins in the paving stones. I expect I was a toddler but of what age I haven’t a clue. First memories of Buddy Holly are listening to my older brothers playing 45s.

    • Trev Jones
      January 26, 2019

      Thanks, Sue. Strange that I recall being in a push chair and being rolled along the pavement. We all have these little film clips in our minds.

  • Tony
    January 26, 2019

    Memory is a weird thing. Since my ‘op’ mine is all over the place. I can forget things that happened last week, but can remember things from when I was very young. I remember a cigarette machine on the parade of shops near where we lived, but people tell me that I couldn’t remember that as would only be about 3 years old when it was stolen.

    • Trev Jones
      January 26, 2019

      It is a strange thing. I recall those cigarette and chocolate bar machines, they had them on the wall outside our local newsagents. Thanks, Tony

  • librepaley
    January 27, 2019

    Extraordinary level of recall. I notice from my own children that what they remember best is not necessarily those special occasions, the holidays, birthday parties we laid on, but rather events that seem random and trivial – but which may have a particular meaning for them.

    • admin
      January 27, 2019

      I think you’ve hit the nail on the head, librepaley. Thank you 🙂

  • Invisibly Me
    January 27, 2019

    Memories like this, tied to emotions, sights, sounds, smells, can linger so well from childhood compared to recent memories (forgetting you’d put bread in the toaster and getting in the shower instead as it burns). Thank you for taking us on your walk down memory lane. I have similar childhood recollections with Del Shannon records my dad would play 🙂
    Caz xx

    • admin
      January 27, 2019

      Thank you, Caz. Yes, smells play a very big part in some of my childhood memories. Especially the smell from the valves of the old Dansette record player.

  • luisa zambrotta
    January 27, 2019

    Extraordinary memories…

    • admin
      January 27, 2019

      Thank you, Luisa

  • Photography Journal Blog
    January 28, 2019

    What a nice memory. I also gave blogging from my phone a try, straight back to the laptop for me.

    • admin
      January 28, 2019

      Thank you, Maranto, yes, trying to blog from a phone needs some special qualities, like patience for a start, lol. 😁

  • Jay
    January 29, 2019

    Songs and scents tend to penetrate our memories more deeply, like wormholes.

    • admin
      January 29, 2019

      Thank you, Jay, yes I agree.

  • mitchteemley
    January 29, 2019

    Amazing you remember things from that far back–and to the soundtrack of Buddy Holly, no less!

    • admin
      January 29, 2019

      Thank you, Mitch. I must have been born with a good ear for quality music

  • Love this song and this does take me back to my dads old radio.

    • admin
      January 29, 2019

      Thank you, it is a classic. Glad it gave you good memories too.

  • Hope
    January 29, 2019

    Glad you are back in your groooooove!!!!🎷🥁🎸

    • admin
      January 29, 2019

      Thank you, Hope. Me too. 🙂

  • The Hinoeuma
    January 29, 2019

    I can’t post on my phone, either. I also can’t see comments on the WP app. I have to come directly to your site.

    And, you are not that old.

    • admin
      January 29, 2019

      Thank you, Chris. I do sometimes feel that old though 😉

  • Paulie
    February 1, 2019

    Wow, that is quite a recall. I do remember the music of my parents; Nat King Cole, Harry Belafonte the Ames Brothers. It was my music too until I discovered the Beach Boys, then my parents’ music was deemed unworthy until I got older and discovered that Nat King Cole and Harry Belafonte were pretty darn good. The Ames Brothers still haven’t made the cut though.

    • admin
      February 1, 2019

      Thank you, Paulie. I’m the same, it was The Stones, then Ten Years After and all my blues records that I love. I’ve not heard of the Ames Brothers, I shall have to check them out. Thank you again 🙂

  • Lara/Trace
    February 14, 2019

    Glad you’re back!

    • admin
      February 14, 2019

      Thank you Lara, that’s very kind of you to say. 🙂




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