Category: Sentimental Journeys

In Memory of…

…my father who passed from this life into the next 15 years ago today. The song that I’m sharing is one I wrote, inspired by words he whispered in my ear as I was leaving home and saying my tearful goodbyes many, many years ago.
Though Dad was not prone to emotion and mostly kept all his feelings under wraps, I’ll always remember what he said to me that day. Not only was I troubled with my goodbyes that day, but he was, too. The moment only lasted seconds but live on in the sacred places of my heart…two who often were at odds, finding a commonality in their grief and learning that the deeper bond of a father and daughter might get stretched at times, but could never be broken.

My winter-window view

Late 1950s-early 1960s This was our ‘winter’ view from our front window of our childhood home on Duprey Street in Saranac Lake – this hill was where we spent hours as children sliding on whatever was available – sleds, toboggans, corrugated cardboard boxes…even old wooden skis were resurrected for winter fun and shenanigans. But this photo, recently converted from a degraded color slide from Dad’s archives, was of particular interest when I noticed just yesterday the cross at the top left of the photo, hovering in the sky. It could be an anomaly in the slide… or is it?