Metamorphasis/ back to my roots

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A funny thing has happened to me the last six months or so. I've started listening to my dad's music.
When I was a kid I just wanted to get away from the farm, and my dad's auto repair business. I rejected everything he liked, just on principal. He was a mechanical genius, could fix or build anything, but he was what I called a "redneck".
I got into punk music, man he hated that. Even had the funny haircut and some earrings.
I spent the better part of my young adult life running as fast and as far as I could from what I came from. Even considered myself a somewhat enlightened artist. Lived in the city, gave up on hunting. etc...
Well lately these old songs have been creeping into my head. The ones dad cranked up and made us listen to. Johnny Cash, George Jones, Linda Ronstat , Marty Robbins etc...
I've been back to hunting for a few years, and love every moment of it.
I think that starting to work with steel and all the tools , and reading and talking to the people on this list has brought it all back
Dad died 3 yrs ago un expectedly. Boy do I miss him now
Pat
 
kingfisher studio said:
A funny thing has happened to me the last six months or so. I've started listening to my dad's music.
When I was a kid I just wanted to get away from the farm, and my dad's auto repair business. I rejected everything he liked, just on principal. He was a mechanical genius, could fix or build anything, but he was what I called a "redneck".
I got into punk music, man he hated that. Even had the funny haircut and some earrings.
I spent the better part of my young adult life running as fast and as far as I could from what I came from. Even considered myself a somewhat enlightened artist. Lived in the city, gave up on hunting. etc...
Well lately these old songs have been creeping into my head. The ones dad cranked up and made us listen to. Johnny Cash, George Jones, Linda Ronstat , Marty Robbins etc...
I've been back to hunting for a few years, and love every moment of it.
I think that starting to work with steel and all the tools , and reading and talking to the people on this list has brought it all back
Dad died 3 yrs ago un expectedly. Boy do I miss him now
Pat
I hear you Bro!!!! Been there. ;)
 
I hit the realization door when I was 21. I called my Father up from a couple thousand miles away. I guess he was expecting another "I'm in jail" call.

I just blabbered through the tears and let him know that everything he ever told me was so true.

I think it's just natures way of getting us away from home before our Fathers kill us like male lions do. :D
 
Pat,
Its good music from folks like Cash, Jones, Robbins.
Being a bit of a Redneck is not bad either, I "married into a family of them" and they are some of my best friends....been accused of being one myself...wouldn't deny it either.
I know what you mean about missing your Dad, lost mine, but not unexpectedly in 1994, and my Mom but not unexpectedly in 2002....still miss both of them and am very thankful we still have both of my wife's parents. :)
 
Amazingly for a 30 year old, I have both my parents and all four grandparents. My father has been lucky enough to see me go from Guns and Roses (shudder) to Beethoven and Chopin. My mother always said she wanted to live long enough to see me with teenagers. My first child is on the way in October. She will get her wish, Lord willing. Even through my rebelliousness, I was still pretty close to my parents. I didnt always do what they thought I should (hindsight is 20 20) but I never stopped talking or moved far away. I guess I am lucky for that. Recently dad and I put together a canoe and a kayak. I am glad for that. check it out
 
Country and Gospel music seems to help us to "Go-Back-Home". Many times, when our parents are no longer with us, it helps in remembering who they were and what our they were trying to tell us.

I'm 58 now and have grandchildren. I admit on a daily basis that I wish I had "listened" more closely to what Daddy was trying to say......... I can only hope that what I share about the past can help my children in the future.

Robert
 
Now its your turn to be someone elses "Daddy"

I grew up looking through the shooters bible and rumaging through a friends gun shop. Grew up......played Rock and Roll and living in a bottle.......
Now I am all dried up :D , rumaging through my Knife shop, and hoping I am influincing my son like my scoutmaster and mom did for me.
Its pretty eyeopening.

Just last night I had to tell him that whatever excuses he could find,I am sure that same excuse has either come from my own lips or his mothers. She grinned, then my son looked at me like....DAMN- I have to try harder. Great kid!!
 
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