I was at a Caribbean Party at a fellow writer's house this past
weekend and had one of those extraordinary things happen. So I thought I’d share.
My Honey and I arrived and were greeted by our lovely
hostess and another writer. Then we were
off on our own to grab a drink and mingle.
My Honey kept wanting to sit at the patio table and I wanted to move
around. I moved, he sat. And then sometime later he motioned for me to
come over, so I did. And what had he
found? A couple from our hometown, our
high school, our university! Small
world. So we talked of crawfish boils
and the Saints and music…love that Looziana
sound! My Honey beamed at finding “the
band” for me. He knows how I love my
music peeps!
And then the couple wandered off and we were left with
another quieter couple at our table. It
was an older gentleman and his wife of many years. They seemed content and happy to be
there. The man asked how we knew our
hostess. So I elaborated on writing and
genres and such. And come to find out, the
man’s a writer too. A songwriter. And off we went on a how-to journey of
writing and style. We both agreed in the
end that we might not know why something works, the mechanics and names of form
and style. But we know when it works and
when it works, it just does.
We had a great time at the party. Our hostess never fails! And I loved hanging with the music people and
laughing with my writer friends too. But
from this party, I brought something home I didn’t expect to receive….a new
music friendship and a song that touched my heart.
Several years ago, a friend shared a song with me that I
loved so much I share it every year at Memorial Day or Veterans Day. It’s a song of those who served to give us
freedom and it reminds me of the men and women who have come and gone, who
served our country so that we could live free of fear. That song is Pittance of Time by Terry
Kelly. It melts my heart.
But this year I have a new song, To My Brother Private William Jones. The heart that rings out through its story is
beautiful and touching. It’s a song by Mr.
Earl Watts, my newfound music friend from the Caribbean Party. He claims he’s just an ordinary man, yet he
plays a not-so-ordinary song. He recently played it for the opening of the Huntsville
Madison County Veterans Memorial in Huntsville, AL, and was received with thankfulness by Veterans and Active Duty as well as family members of those who
fought for our country.
And so for this upcoming Memorial Day weekend, I share it with you.
Jump on over to YouTube and listen to the song and ponder the words Mr Earl has to share. Perhaps you will be reminded of someone who served so that you could be free. And you too can be thankful.
And so for this upcoming Memorial Day weekend, I share it with you.
Jump on over to YouTube and listen to the song and ponder the words Mr Earl has to share. Perhaps you will be reminded of someone who served so that you could be free. And you too can be thankful.
Happy Memorial Day, y’all!
Come Monday, enjoy some BBQ, corn on the cob and maybe a beer. But remember the men and women who fought so that
we could be free.
