Saturday, November 3, 2012
Sixty-three for Dad's Sixty-Third
Here goes. Sixty-three words for Dad's Sixty-third Birthday.
Happy Birthday, Daddy! I love you.
Little Me learning the "right" way to appreciate the classics. |
From Steve Earle to The Velvet Underground, The Roches to Pink Floyd, Coco Taylor to Woody Guthrie, Dad introduced me to songs that told stories, tugged heart strings, and took me to places hitherto unimagined.
One of the greatest gifts he's ever given me: Dad taught me that music has charms to soothe a savage beast.
Dad & me on our Carolina Road Trip 2012 |
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Thanks kid. Read this in the air. How about that? Love you bunches. Will call when we land. Thanks again
ReplyDeleteWow! That is crazy! Glad you liked it. Thanks for bringin' me up right.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday. I love you!
Happy Birthday to your Dad!
ReplyDeleteMusic is the key to any occasion. It can soothe away the tears or pump yourself up for a fun outing. Always have music on. Always. :)
So true, my friend. Dad taught me well. The music is always playing. Always.
DeleteHa! Not sure how you could think you missed on this.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
Happy Birthday, Wyman!
Thanks, Guap.
DeleteThere is just always so much more to say...
Those are 63 awesome words, Amy. My Dad has shared his love of music with me, too. It's infectious.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jester! Music truly is magical.
DeleteI appreciate you taking the time to read and comment.