How I Came to Love Music

How I Came to Love Music

 

When I was a kid way back in the 50s and 60s, my daddy was a music lover. He loved all kinds of music, from gospel to blues to country and even classical music. You name it, Daddy loved it. Yes, he loved it ALL!

Every Friday evening after work he would start the weekend fun by putting his favorite “record of the day”, on the record player. When Daddy put the music on, we knew the fun was about to begin.

Many times the fun was simply playing records on the record player and listening to them. There were other times when the fun included playing games like shooting pool in our tiny kitchen on Daddy’s 6 foot long pool table. Sometimes it was playing in the yard pitching horse shoes, or playing baseball, or basketball and many more.

Whatever the case, there was always music playing at our house on the weekend. And, Daddy didn’t just “play” music, he exude music. He sang it, along with the record or alone…by himself. He encouraged us to sing along with it and with him. He danced to it and always . . . reached for my hand to join him in the dance.

Daddy didn’t “do-no-half-stepping” when it came to music. He always opened up all the windows and the doors. He had to let the music out! When he opened the windows and doors, everybody in the neighborhood could hear the music.

I became a music lover myself by listening to Daddy’s music, by watching him make music a fun experience. And especially ... Dancing with my daddy!  Now, I am my daddy’s star student.

I LOVE me some music!  I am a music lover extraordinaire!!  I love all kinds of music, from gospel to blues to country to jazz, and classical. I love it ALL!

There you have it, a teeny-tiny bit about me and my love of Good Music.

Do you like music? What is your favorite kind of music? How do you like your music, soft or loud? Do you know anyone who loves music like my daddy did?

Daddy Daughter Photo Source: Click the Image. It is NOT me and MY daddy.