August 1972 Through Labor Day 1972 (Continued)

Please note: I am continuing this particular post because there was a problem last night with Blogger.com. I don't know if there are word or space limitations when you do posts or not. Also, please forgive if I repeat a few things here that may have been in the first part of this particular chapter or post.
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This was reinforcement of a lesson I learned from The Undisputed Truth and their song "Smiling Faces Sometimes". The Eddie LaVert even references the song towards the end of "Backstabbers".
I had no idea that this song was going to serve me on such a grand scale on a very scant short days later from when I first heard it.
To reiterate (in case it wasn't in my previous post), it was the drive in Eddie LaVert's voice and the urgency contained within that grabbed my complete attention. It was with this song that Philadelphia International Records reached out to me and made itself known not only to me, but to the whole Country as well. They were to become a worldwide phenomenon in the '70s. They were absolutely evident in my life from 1972 to 1974. It was a form of Soul music that I locked myself into immediately. And before 1972 was to close out, I was to be informed of two more incredible songs from that stable fronted by Gamble & Huff.
Again, like I said in an earlier post, along with the other music I was hearing on the radio, I kept having this thought about how much I really dug the Get Yer Ya-Ya's Out album from The Rolling Stones so much just before I left to come down to Santa Clara once again. The thought kept going in my mind, "I can't wait for Mom & Dad to get down here so that I can convince Mom to go and take me to a record store so that I could buy a copy of Get Yer Ya-Ya's Out of my own."
After watching the Jerry Lewis Labor Day Telethon on television, the day I dreaded had finally arrived. I was going to have to put myself into the salt & pepper pants, the white shirt and blue sweater uniform and walk the couple of blocks up to St. Clare's and start 5th Grade. Oh brother! Little did I know what was coming. And that is where I am going to pick up next time because my memories of that first day are as sharp as the day I actually went through it.