When I became a grandmother, I promised myself that I would stay “with it,” meaning that I would keep up with kid trends from pre-school on.  I imagined my grandchildren asking for my advice even after my hair turned white and my steps faltered.

I have failed.

I did listen to popular music in the fifties (Remember How Much Is That Doggie in the Window?) And maybe into the sixties.  But Peter and I are unabashed lovers of classical music. and popular music is alien to my ears.  I do recognize the names of Taylor Swift, Kanye West, Adele and a few others.  But when I saw a list of seven “Spin-Fresh Pop Songs” the other day, I did not recognize a single artist.

I miss you Harry Belafonte.