Not your typical summer song, but - - -
Whte Christmas! Yeah, I know. But here's 'the rest of the story' as they say:
I was in a carload of campers returning to Camp Treasure Island from a hootenanny (you all remember those, right??) in the early 60s, and of course we were singing our favorite folk songs. At several points we briefly ran out of songs to sing. I do Not remember how White Christmas came into the picture, but it did, and we kept repeating "and may all your Christmases be white" until we could come up with the next song to sing. And yeah, we gave that refrain quite a workout, over and over. And so every time I hear the song, I think back to that wonderful car trip in NH. Ah, the memories - Thanks for the excuse to bring them back.
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