It's eleven-thirty at night, and I'm watching an infomercial on television because it reminds me of my dad.
The infomercial is one based on music from the 1950s. Displaying such pleasures as bobby darin, the everly brothers, paul anka, the shirelles, and the chiffons. (Man, they certainly don't name music groups like that anymore, eh dad?)
Every time the hosts appear, dressed in their ridicules pseudo 1950s outfits, I cringe at their over the top selling schemes.
But I patiently sit through the less-than-tasteful salesmanship, and wait for the music. It's the sounds of my childhood. It's the sounds of my father. It's every saturday morning as I groggily rolled out of bed. It's part of why I love him. It's part of him, and consequently a part of me.
I am sitting here listening to the infomercial repeat through the words, and through the music for one reason; because it makes me feel as if my father is here.
I'd give anything to have him here with me now. Singing along, and hearing the stories he's attached to these songs. In other words, to be with him and hear of his life. I'd give anything...
I miss you dad.
Muff, I just read your "Ode to my Father" blog. I guess that's the correct term. This is my first time on a blog site!!
ReplyDeleteI had to read it several times to be able to take it all in. There is so much there.
Thanks for your most kind words. They are so very, very much appreciated. As you know, I have taken a few hits for my love of the music of that era. Sometimes when I really think about it, I don't know why it still, after 50 years now, brings a lilt to my days. But it does.
You and I have talked about some of the songs of that era, I mean what is there not to like about "Green Onions"? I still think that if you had been raised at the same time, you would definitely be a fan as I am.
But the best part of your Ode is what you said to me. That means so much to me Ashley. You are such a marvelous, wonderful daughter. I couldn't ask for a brighter, more colorful, interesting, pretty and smart one. You are so special. Thanks for coming to our home. You are loved!!! Always, always, Dad