My Father and His Love of Music and Country

Recently, I attended a concert in the tabernacle.

It was a men's barbershop group and it was really wonderful.

I sat in the balcony and the seat next to me was empty, so I talked to my dad all night, as if he were sitting there.  If anyone had realized what I had been doing, they would have thought I was crazy.

I told him several times how much I appreciated his love of music and his patriotism.

I told him the group of four that were singing, were not nearly as good as his quartette had been.

It was a pleasant evening, and it was good to be there.

But, it was even more special as I imagined my dear father sitting next to me.

Oh, I am grateful!