Sunday, November 3, 2013

A Song and a Long Forgotten Memory

It's odd how one song can have such a reminder of memory....it can take Us back to times of childhood and youth, people we have met, friends we have shared a drink or two or more with, girlfriends, lovers, family and special events.

Tonight I sat and watched a movie and a back ground song that was played took Me back to College days and a Father that came to visit his daughter on a business trip....take her for super, chat about her adventures in college life, get caught up on what was new with her Pop, eat and chat some more. After dinner my Pop and I  move onto the hotel lounge bar to quietly sit and listen to music, sip on a few drinks and a dance. 


My Pops.


When I think back the setting was quite special, something that you would expect to see in a movie...older gentleman singing, a piano and a dimly shadowed  stage. As my Pop and I sat sipping on our second shot of Drambuie (I remember the drink just not sure on how many) and listened to the piano man playing songs of days gone by, I excused myself to use the ladies room. When I returned the piano man singing away, the bar was filling up with other hotel business men, couples, friends meeting and back in those days smoking was still allowed in bars and there was a little haze filling the room.... the piano man finished up his song and then announced that He had a special little request from a father to his daughter and would Larry and Amber please take the floor, I looked at My Pop and He saw the surprise and horror in my eyes but took my hand as We walked to the dance floor and this is the song my Pop had requested...


As we danced our song I remember how graceful and fab my fathers moves where....He could carry You from corner to corner proudly illuminating You without even realizing your steps in a rhythm filled waltz....no box steps just a sensation of floating and spinning with grace and drama.

My Pops was just one of those kind of Men that new that it was ok to let You know Just how special and Loved You Really Are. My Pops has been gone now for a couple of years but every morning I still say Hi to Him and smile....and on Friday Afternoons around 3:30 pm I feel a little sad because that was our time when He had retired from years of working,  with Coffee in our hands and the phone place snugly to our ears We would Chat about our week or more like Him listening to Me!


My Pop was a really good man, husband, father, grandpa and someone that knew how important it was to create many great memories for his daughter to hold onto. So thank you to a song, a movie and a remembering.
My Pop and My Daughters