The year was 1975. My sweet, gentle Dad had heard this song on the radio and asked me if I could find the record for him. He loved my Mama dearly and he loved this song. At the time, I was not a fan of country music – and
definitely not a fan of the Statler Brothers – but I bought a tape player and the song for him (and a few others). I watched as he listened to the sweet harmony and the words of the song…and his eyes teared up. The next
thing I know there’s a tear trailing down my cheek. He did go to his grave loving Mama and his four daughters and all his grandchildren and great-grandchildren…four years before Mama.
I think about this song from time to time…and about Daddy’s love for and commitment to his family. I’m thankful for that legacy.
