Today is my father’s birthday. He left this earth to fly with the angels 17 years ago. The thing is, my dad was an angel on this earth. For those of you who knew him, you know what I mean. I cry as I write this, thinking of so many memories. He was a guy who was always there when you needed him. Not only was he a father of 8 children, he took some others under his wing as well. Always the dad with the stop watch at the swim meets, always on time to pick us up at the club, always the one you could depend on, literally the glue of our family. The sound of his whistle is so clear to me, right now, as I sit here in silence. As my brother, Norm, wrote in one of his songs….”Oh Brayley Road the country in my soul, how I miss those days on old Brayley Road….and I can taste those macintosh apples in the spring time sun, and I can smell those lilacs bloomin’ when the mornin’ comes, and I can hear my daddy’s whistle a mile down the road, just the feeling I get right now makes me want to go down…old Brayley Road, the country in my soul, how I miss those days on old Brayley Road.”
My dad left me a dime last night. It is one of the many ways he lets me know he’s still with me. I find them in various conspicuous places. It gives me comfort to know that I can talk to him at any time, night or day. He especially shows his presence around his birthday, and Valentine’s Day, the day before he passed. So fitting for such a sweetheart. I love you, Dad.
Remember those you love, today and always. They are treasures that may move to another dimension, but they can never be lost.
There was a man, and he was tall and strong
And he ran right through my life
He was sharp and funny, but he was quiet most of the time
And he is the eagle in my soul
He carried me over my doubts, there in the rain he washed them out
And into the sun he lets them fly
Knowing that love will never die
And I saw him running once, and with his hair blowin’ in the wind
He seemed to me to be the greatest man that ever lived
And I wonder, as I think of him, and a tear drop fills my eye
Does he know, that love of his, still runs right through my life
Song by Norm Weintraub, Jr. (my bro)