Red Robbin’ Along

by Tom Swift

At approximately 12:18 p.m. today I turned the key in my car so as to go from Menard’s parking lot to a place I had not been to before called Red Robin (a cleaners, not the restaurant chain). The sound I heard at that very moment, coming from the car radio, unusually turned to a local jazz station, was the voice of vocalist Carmen McRae. Ms. McRae was singing “When the Red, Red Robin Comes Bob, Bob, Bobbin’ Along.”