From time to time, I wax nostalgic. If you're a baby boomer (born between 1946 and 1964?), you probably remember your favorite diner, and it was probably one of those long, narrow, chrome-and-neon-decorated burger-and-fries joints with architecture inspired by railroad dining cars. There are lots of modern imitations recalling the Fifties, but chances are the diner you loved in high school now looks about like this:
My favorite is gone, torn down by progress, but here's an old photo of the Yankee Flyer on Main St. in Nashua NH:
One of my best memories is of walking down the aisle at the Yankee Flyer toward a booth full of girls hearing Roy Orbison on the jukebox. The note Roy hit was the best note I heard on a jukebox until Whitney Houston sang "And I...," many, many years later.
Sounded like this, on the word "all." We're talking Golden Throats!