I wish it was actually Stevie, but it wasn’t. It was his music though, so his spirit. 1974, I was at a wedding reception for one of the neighbor’s daughter and there was a live band, and I remember vividly them playing this song because I recognized it from the radio and our family record collection. The warm tones from the Fender Rhodes played that Saturday afternoon so long ago I can still feel when I think of time. Why grown? I have no choice in the matter.