Most who read this blog know me as, well, a pretty blunt guy who doesn’t like to deal with crap from anybody. There are tons of posts here that express my opinion about any given topic because that’s what a blog should be about, right?
Sure, I can be mean, rude and sometimes, judgmental. And I admit to that.
But there is a sentimental side of me that always comes out every Father’s Day and May 18th, the day Dad died (in 1976). And there are very, very, VERY few songs that can bring me to tears but this one does it every time and without fail.
In fact, at that lousy job I worked for a few months, this song was played regularly on the radio station they piped throughout the entire building and each time I heard it start to play, I had to end my conversation abruptly or make sure my iPod was turned way up so that I couldn’t hear it.
That’s how much this song moves me and quite literally, to tears. And I always listen to it on May 18th while holding the American flag that graced Dad’s coffin.
Luther Vandross – “Dance with My Father” (2003)
If I could get another chance
Another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
How I’d love, love, love to dance with my father again
This song took on an even more emotional meaning when we had Anthony way back in 2004, and reminds me to never take a moment with him for granted. Let’s just hope I’m a good enough father for this song to have the same impact on him someday.