Sharing some thoughts one year after my dad passed
My dad used to sing all the time. He wasn't a great singer, never knew more than a couple of lines, but repeated them gladly. He loved music, and often came to me and said he had heard a new song on the radio, but unable to repeat any of the lyrics or remember the artists name, I could never guess what
My dad used to sing all the time. He wasn't a great singer, never knew more than a couple of lines, but repeated them gladly. He loved music, and often came to me and said he had heard a new song on the radio, but unable to repeat any of the lyrics or remember the artists name, I could never guess what