"I ain't nothing but a dream"--RIP, Dad.

My Daddy died on Saturday evening. I am feeling a mix of emotion right now. I didn't want him to hurt and that prayer was answered, but, for the first time in 37 years, I can't talk to my dad. And I didn't realize how much I'd miss that. I don't usually post music to this blog. I know I have slightly wonky taste in music. I try not to inflick that on you. But this is a song that, to me, is my dad. I first heard it in college. It was on the soundtrack to "The War" with Kevin Costner and Elijah Woods. It did not do well in the theatres, but it was an awesome movie. And it has THE BEST soundtrack, because it's all good 60's music. I had it on cassette, because I couldn't afford CDs. My dad drove down to Kentucky to pick me up for my first Christmas break, and this was one of the tapes we played on the way home. We used to talk a lot on those trips, and, anytime I hear this, I'm back in that old Dodge pickup truck, heading home through December twilight, seeing Christmas lights. And everything was OK. I know it will be that way again, someday, just a different kind of OK, it's the figuring out what that different is that's a challenge. And some pictures of him (I think I've posted these. We don't have a lot of pictures of our younger days. my family was a family that took pictures, but we were not people who got them developed. There are rolls and rolls of film at my parents house and I don't even know if you can get film developed anymore. I think someone who had parents like mine developed the digital camera.)