I hadn't thought about the song, "Jimmy Crack Corn," since our grade school vocal music class sang it approximately 45 years ago. For some reason, however, just one lyric, "His epitaph is there to see," has run through my mind all day.
I have no idea why. I've been in a reasonably good mood, so it can't be a subconscious wish for anyone's demise. I also don't typically think about inscriptions on tombstones.
Why would one lyric about someone's passing loom so large in my mind after so many years? I might never know.
