This morning at about 4:00 am, my witching hour, I awakened to this song in my head, my teen years, an earlier, care-free time. My auditory memory was precise, harmony and all. Lately, I’ve been drowning in nostalgia. 1959 is a reoccurring motif in my life, it even appears in my book. I have been here before; but who knows where or when? Better yet–who knows what happened to my album? Dion & The Belmonts .