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.
