This song was in my head for a few days towards the end of the week. As a result, I was singing it about as often all those days.

Peter texted Sunday morning to tell me his neighborhood coffee shop folks were playing their entire Sam Cooke library. Hours later I tuned into the 50s XM station in the car and a Sam Cooke song was on.

But then there was another one. And another.

When I looked him up on Wikipedia, I found that Sunday was his birthday.

Happy belated.