It's weird... the best person who could do a eulogy for my dad is my dad. He was always amazing when I saw him speak/share at his AA meetings. (BTW, I know that there's the whole anonymity thing, but let's be honest... my dad was so proud to be a 20+ year friend of Bill W & cherished the relationships he made at his meetings throughout the years/decades.)
Unfortunately, he's not here to help me write one. So, while I try to figure out how I'm gonna craft up something read at the funeral w/out it involving me pleading for him to come back, I decided to go on youtube & find some music to play that I know my dad would appreciate & would soothe me -- I can start writing tomorrow.
Now, since Paul Butterfield Blues Band's East/West album was a staple in our family's listening library (& b/c I couldn't find the full album on youtube) when I was just a wee one, I'd like to share this:
Paul Butterfield Blues Band's Born in Chicago from East West
Kinda funny... all these years I thought it was my mom who was the big Beatles fan while I was growing-up & it was actually my dad. He was playing the White Album last time Claire & I were in his car. I'm going to miss that. Not the driving part b/c I always felt like he could swerve or crash, but the listening to music all the time. In the car, in the apartment... I don't like the silence. So, w/ that said:
The Beatles' White Album (full album)
This one's for Bonni. She always played it for our dad at Bar Mitzvahs & celebrations. (Does anyone remember seeing him play this on either Mike Douglas or Merv Griffin? I do.)
Patrick Hernandez, Born to Be Alive
Holy jeez crap. I do miss my dad. This dying shit is really knocking the ass out of me. Gosh, I didn't plan to write anything & just post some songs, but lemme tell you... I feel like I lost my best friend, idol, biggest fan & supporter all at once. 66 is just too young to go. I just feel like he had so much more to experience & live. Sucks.
& w/ that said. Good night. I'll just post more music tomorrow or one of these days.
Gonna wallow in my misery & then get to sleep b/c I've got to leave for the funeral home in Jersey at 7am. Good times coming up. Good times.
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