Walk on Water - 1988 - 1989

Well if I could walk on water
And if I could find some way to prove
If I could walk on water would you believe in me
My love is so true

Song: Walk on Water

Artist: Eddie Money

Album: Nothing to Lose

Year Released: 1988

Memory Date: 1988-1989

It’s fitting that my first memory is a musical one. When I first decided to start writing down all of my musical memories (plug, plug) this was the second that came to mind. My mother was a big Eddie Money fan. I remember listening to him a lot when I was growing up and there is a good reason for it. The man has some talent, decent pipes and he can write some decent pop songs. I would never say that he is rock, but still quite the talented musician. I’ve been a fan of him as long as I can remember, literally, which is where this memory comes in.

Since I was 3-4 years old in this memory there are some fuzzy details. Some skewed remembrances or just blank spaces in my mind so I will fill the holes as well as I can. I remember being in a car with cloth interior, my car seat, which was a booster chair has blue cloth on the plastic lap arm. My mother had just driven us from our home to an Albertson’s and we are in the parking lot. I know that I am singing along with Eddie Money and my mother is crying. The car was beat run. I don’t remember the make or model, but it was a silver color, boxy look from the late 80’s, I sat in the middle of the back bench looking at the parking lot. The building was looming over us as we sat in the car, the sun baking us on the inside. It must have been the middle of the day, but I can’t be sure. I remember thinking that the song was weird, the words didn’t make sense and that I couldn’t find out why my mother was crying. All I knew was that she was sad.

Hindsight is always 20-20 (leads us to another song for another day). I now realize that my parents were beginning to enter their divorce around this time. My father had begun using harder drugs and was physically assaulting my mother. I found out all of this stuff when I was an adult. Now when I hear this song I think back to my first memory, Singing along to a song in a hot parking lot, my mother crying and not being able to help her, not even knowing what was going on, just seeing her sad.

Sub-Story: Eddie Money was also my first concert. There’s not a lot of story there. I saw him at a fair in 1995 and I would say that the free show had less than 100 people attending it. How the mighty had fallen.