Posted on October 17, 2009 at 1:19am
Many years ago I recorded a birthday tape for my father. I was 22. Sitting on the bed in my apartment with my guitar, turning on & off the tape recorder -- I poured my heart out, sang songs to my Dad to tell him how I felt, sang songs we used to sing together, bared my soul sharing new songs I wrote.
My father passed away in 1992. I was a single parent at the time & the only child in the immediate area. My sister & brother came in for a few days, but I was alone when I… Read More