Every Song Takes on a Special Meaning

Since March, it’s been rough ’round these parts. Not diminishing what has happened to countless victims of Rona. But fortunately for us, we deal with that in the abstract. Sure by now we know of a friend of a friend, someone from work but we have not experienced Covid up close and personal.

Last night, my bestest friend on the planet lost her daddy after years of battling cancer. Since October 9, he had been in and out of the hospital. He managed to stay Covid free but he developed a staph infection. This past Tuesday he decided enough. No more poking and prodding. He was stopping all treatment. He wanted to go home for Thanksgiving.

When he took his last breath, he was surrounded by his loved ones. His wife of 56 years (it was their anniversary to boot, they had just renewed their vows, and he was given his last rites all on the same day), his two daughters and son-in-law. I’m told his passing was peaceful, he just went to sleep. Who could ask for better circumstance.

My friend’s daddy was like a second father to me. I spent lots of time at their house growing up. Some things I will always remember about him is that he had a hot rod car, he played the piano by ear, and he loved his oldies. Oh and I should mention he was the best friend and next door neighbor of B’s dad, our PoPo. Small world isn’t it? PoPo loves the oldies too.

As they decorated for Christmas, his music was playing in the background. Every once and a while he’d open his eyes and say “now that’s a good song”. Then he’d close his eyes again, listening. Imagining that quality time with him in his last hours makes me smile through the tears. QEPD/RIP. Heaven gained another angel.

As always, more to come.

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#SLS ~ 11/29/20

Jim prompts us with bird/dog/cat/fish/pet. I almost went with “How Much is That Doggy in the Window” which had all the prompts but pet. As a kid, I have fond memories of that song singing it with my brothers. But I had time on my hands and did some generic searching finally landing on the Beatles’ “Hey Bulldog”. Writer(s): Lennon, John Winston and Mccartney, Paul James. For more details, check out the wiki. Now onto the tune …

Sheepdog
Standing in the rain
Bullfrog
Doing it again
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
What makes you think you’re something special when you smile?

Child-like
No one understands
Jack knife
In your sweaty hands
Some kind of innocence is measured out in years
You don’t know what it’s like to listen to your fears

You can talk to me
You can talk to me
You can talk to me, if you’re lonely you can talk to me

Yeah hey, oh!
Ho, ho!
Yeah!
Ho, ho, ho, ho!
Ho, ho!

Big man (Yeah)
Walking in the park
Wigwam
Frightened of the dark
Some kind of solitude is measured out in you
You think you know me but you haven’t got a clue

You can talk to me
You can talk to me
You can talk to me, if you’re lonely you can talk to me
Hey!

Wahoo woof! Woof!

Hey bulldog! Hey bulldog!
Hey bulldog! Hey bulldog!

[Hey man, what’s that noise?

Woof!

What d’you say?

I said woof!

D’you know anymore?

Wooaah ha ha ha!

You’ve got it, that’s great! That’s right! That’s it, man, hoo!

Give it to me, man, hurry! I’ve got ten children, ho!

Ah ho! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Quiet boy, quiet!

OK.]

Hey bulldog!
Hey bulldog!

Sunday Reflections ~ 11/29/20

After working Monday, I took the rest of the week off.  Except for one 30 minute meeting, I didn’t even look at my work stuff.  That’s hard for me. Especially since I work from home now with a docking station.  Logging in takes but two shakes of a lamb’s tail.  I made some regretful choices this week but I won’t belabor the point.  Let’s just say I am tired of waking up with a sense of dread.  I want to start fresh come tomorrow.  Now for the roll call …

#SLS for 11/22/20

Haiku – Life & View ~ 11/23/20

Share Your World ~ 11/24/20

#1linerWeds. 11/25/20

Darn You WP & Entertainment Ramble ~ 11/26/20

#WATWB ~ 11/27/20

#SoCS ~ 11/28/20

Short, sweet, and to the point.  I’m just not feeling it.  Hopefully things will turn around.  And I’m sure they will because “This Too Shall Pass”.  

Peace y’all. Until next time. Stay safe.

As always, more to come.