I Saw It On T.V.

by John Fogerty

The song came to mind, when I watched the northern side of the river through the underpass below the main street bridge of my old hometown, Salo. We were here visiting my mom at the nursing home. We took her (she wasin wheel chair) to the nearby mall and its cafe, where we often went with her to have a cappuccino and croissant, when she still lived in her old home. She was so happy, especially as during the past months we did not see her so oftendue to the corona rules at nursing homes.