Happy Birthday Papa

Since we cant have a real birthday for you this virtual one will have to do.

So anyway, I know this blog is more for me than it is for you. But I wanted to do it anyway. Never mind that I am usually not this emotionally naked online. It feels right to do this right now.

For breakfast, I would've gotten up early to make you French toast and bacon, double dipping the toast just the way you like it and crisping the bacon so that it made those crunchy sounds. Served, of course, with real maple syrup (none of that Karo Light stuff). And we'd eat it while watching reruns of Cheers or maybe Friends... whatever is on Star World before Ellen/Oprah. :)

And for your present? I've been thinking hard about this because there are so many cool things that you'd have really liked. But I think I have the perfect one. Check this out Pa...

















The Beatles' ... one of their 45s and a photo from their appearance on the what I think is the Ed Sullivan show.


Happy birthday Papa. Miss you.

Hi Papa

Has it really been three years already? As with the first time I had to pick a song to play at the funeral... here we are again... listening to the Beatles together.

We miss you.



Here comes the sun,
here comes the sun
And I say
it's all right

Little darlin'
it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darlin'
it feels like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun,
here comes the sun
And I say
it's all right

Little darlin'
the smiles returning to their faces
Little darlin'
it seems like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun,
here comes the sun
And I say
it's all right

Sun, sun, sun,
here it comes
Sun, sun, sun,
here it comes
Sun, sun, sun,
here it comes
Sun, sun, sun,
here it comes
Sun, sun, sun,
here it comes

Little darlin'
I feel the ice is slowly meltin'
Little darlin'
it seems like years since it's been clear

Here come the sun,
here comes the sun
And I say
it's all right

Here come the sun,
here comes the sun
It's all right,
it's all right

I will always always always love you. There are days when I super miss you. And moments that I wish you were still around for me to share with you... experiences I wish I could make you kwento about... but I know you're watching me... and that almost makes it better.