Many generations of the Hollister family pause together near the theme park's carousel under the shade of a giant oak.

'In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream...'

'Who sings this?' asks little Billy.

'It's The Boss,' says William Sr. 'It's before your time.'

Next,

'Ridin' around in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel...'

'Who's this dad?'

'I'm not sure.'

'It's Chuck Berry' says William's father James. 'It's before his time.'

Then,

'Oh hot diggity dog ziggity boom what you do to me...'

'Who's this Grandpa?'

'This is by Oscar Meyer...' starts Grandpa James.

'It's Perry Como,' interrupts William's mother Gertrude 'It's before Grandpa James's time.'

Lastly,

'Yankee Doodle went to town...'

And under the shade of the giant oak tree, the Hollister family sat and listened.

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