No One is to Blame

Music might be the closest thing we have to time travel.

I was heading from work on Friday and flipped to The Bridge on Sirius to catch the song, “No One is to Blame” by Howard Jones.

It’s a song that doesn’t really fit into my catalogue but it’s a catchy song that made me travel back in time to a long plane ride from Buffalo to San Francisco.

I’d just graduated college and was intending to visit Dad for a month or so before Mom and the rest of the family headed out for the summer.

I needed a rest, and to try and figure out what I’d do with the rest of my life.

Mostly, I was just tired of going to college parties and living that life. California sounded like a good idea.

But man, that’s a long plane ride, and I didn’t have much by way of entertainment. I plugged in my headphones and linked in to the airlines radio station - it consisted of 8 songs that played over and over.

Howard Jones’ song was one of the 8 songs and by the time the plane landed, I loved the tune.

Still do.

I played it a couple of times yesterday and considered that plane ride and my vacation after college that stretched to 8 months and had me working construction again.

I was just 21 years old when I took that plane ride, and I thought about what that kid would’ve thought about how everything played out.

No one….ever is to blame.

Good tune.

Great memories.


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