Bridget and I are going to Springsteen tonight at the United Center. He's doing The River, which came out my senior year of high school. I have fond memories of a senior ski-club trip to Boyne Mountain. Someone had a cassette of this album and played it over and over again on the bus ride to Michigan. Whenever I hear a song from this record, I think back to that time. Our seats tonight may be crappy, but the music surely won't be.
