You came with me via a tired old cassette tape, played endlessly in a beat up Kombi through the outback of Australia. Years later I took my adult daughter. We were driven to Uluru by a kind couple and I asked them to play the signature song. Then the tears came. They really came – streaming, hot, uncontrolled; the 50 year old me connecting deeply with the 18 year old me. Wish you were here.