It’s funny how things happen. And when.
For much of last night, and much of this morning, I spent quite a bit of time thinking about my Dad.
I found myself on YOU TUBE… listening to some of the songs that were popular in the 1940’s… when my Dad was in his early 20’s and my mom was two years younger than that.
There were so many songs there… songs that surrounded Dad and Mom… way back then.
I was mostly listening to songs from WW2. My Dad was “over there” when I was born early in 1944. I have a letter that my Mom send my Dad… showing him a picture of her holding lil ol’ me… newly born.
They were followed by Ms Lynn… who became Dame Vera Lynn… singing After The Rain, and We’ll Meet Again , and the incredible When I Grow too Old to Dream . The list goes on and on and on. You get the picture.
And then I found an interview with Dame Vera. Dame Vera Lynn on GMTV . It was just simply amazing. You Tube… in many, many ways… almost makes the past “live again.”
All songs celebrated “the troops”… with the fervent hope and intent that they would someday return.
It’s quite ironic… how the older I get, the more my Dad and his memory mean to me… and the more I realize just how much he went through… to finally come home to me and my Mom… as we waited in Cleveland.