Note to Buzzy

 

I think of you every time I pass by Lori and Chris' house and see the Store.

I think of you every time I enter thru the door to the Store.

I think of you when I turn on the lights in the Store.

And then I think of you as I sweep the floor.

People come into the Store and conversations begin.

Your name comes up and I will think of you again.

Guess as long as I run the Store

I'll be thinking of you forever more.

Happy Birthday Dad.  Love you.

Clapton never knew his dad  (click here.)  Despite, or maybe even because of that, he wrote what I regard as the best Father song ever.  Know that I have played it many times previously for you.  However, I never tire of hearing it because  "bit by bit I've realized, that he's always with me, and I've looked into my father's eyes" and will listen to it again - especially today.  (Note that a "Toe rag" (second verse reference "Just a toe rag on the run") is a slang term for a street child/tramp.)