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Good Golly! Miss Molly!

She swears she can’t play guitar but I know I heard a few power chords emanating from the storage area a few days ago. It was Molly but that’s just her way. When I think of Molly the word unassuming immediately comes to mind.

When I first told Molly about our Rock and Roll Write In website, she seemed somewhat interested but didn’t say too much. I recall humming a few bars of “I Get By with a Little Help from my Friends” but she didn’t take the bait.

A week or two went by before Molly finally brought up the website in conversation. She wondered out loud if there might be something small she could do to help. When I asked her if she would be interested in doing a column for Rock and Roll Write In about the Golden Age of Music she gave me an incredulous look. “I don’t think so” she replied. “Isn’t Rock and Roll a man’s domain?” she asked. “That’s exactly the point!” I shot back. A woman’s perspective would offer a refreshing change. Maybe you can be our “Dear Abby” I teased. She smiled as I sensed a spike in her interest level.

The conversation lasted about 20 minutes and when Molly finally agreed I was elated. I believe I even did a James Brown. I know I did a weak impression of Little Richard but only because I had the perfect name for Molly’s column–Good Golly Miss Molly!

Engage her in a discussion about pop music and Molly’s words and passion are obvious. She can be feisty, quirky, irreverent and funny. But mostly she will answer your questions about anything that has to do with the Golden Age of Rock and Roll. Rock and Roll’s counterpart to Dear Abby–Good Golly Miss Molly! Rock and Roll write in! Keep those e-mails coming.