COLUMNS
Park: Somewhat: "Hong Kong Phooey, number one superstar..."
Pitlor: Who can forget the Peanuts crew, arms at their sides, bouncing up and down like popcorn beside the piano to the happy, jazzy Vince Guaraldi? For me, if childhood could be distilled in a few tunes, these would qualify.
Rich: I remember the lyrics to "Happy Happy, Joy Joy.” I hum it to myself in times of sorrow.
Jaime Clarke is the author of the novel WE’RE SO FAMOUS, editor of DON’T YOU FORGET ABOUT ME: CONTEMPORARY WRITERS ON THE FILMS OF JOHN HUGHES, and co-founder of POST ROAD, a national literary magazine based out of New York and Boston
Pitlor: Who can forget the Peanuts crew, arms at their sides, bouncing up and down like popcorn beside the piano to the happy, jazzy Vince Guaraldi? For me, if childhood could be distilled in a few tunes, these would qualify.
Rich: I remember the lyrics to "Happy Happy, Joy Joy.” I hum it to myself in times of sorrow.
Jaime Clarke is the author of the novel WE’RE SO FAMOUS, editor of DON’T YOU FORGET ABOUT ME: CONTEMPORARY WRITERS ON THE FILMS OF JOHN HUGHES, and co-founder of POST ROAD, a national literary magazine based out of New York and Boston











