Now Listening!

I head this song after it was mentioned in a newsletter from Tim Ferris. While listening to this tune, the YouTube comments caught my attention. Then I realized how touchy and teary are some of the comments. I think I should do more reading of the comments. There’s life in them.

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..even a poor man can dream… wonderful thoughts…

I remember my grandpa used to sing me this song when I was little. I’ve loved it so much and it makes me think of him every time I hear it. The song always made me think about what heaven is like.

When i was little my papa would play this and would give me rock candy. He still does it sometimes.

This song always comes to me mind whenever i’m drunk and sad, and i end up whistling and singing in the streets and no one understands and it makes me happy for a while

Fitting. Lost my precious first born daughter , 3 July, 2016.  She was swept away in a flash flood car accident, near OKC, body  retrieved in a nearby river.  Had just had dinner with her in her favorite Chinese restaurant in Norman, OK.   God Rest Ye, Dorinda.  Your eternally loving Daddy………. Peace forevermore.

On August 3rd 2018, 3 friends and I were exploring a tunnel underneath St. Paul,mn and a storm rolled in. The tunnel began rapidly filling with water, sweeping us off of our feet and sending us hurdling down the tunnel at high speed. As I fought to stay afloat while breathing in water, I couldn’t help but think I was dead. That my friends were dead. As I went under the surface of the water, I surrendered myself. Then miraculously, I’m atop of the water in the Mississippi River. Seeing the lightning and lights from the bridge, gave me hope. I heard my friends screaming and fighting the tremendous current. Even though my clothes weighed me down I was able to use every last bit of strength to make to shore with my friends. Im listening to this because as I went down in the river I prayed. Prayed my ass off. I lived and my friends did as well. I don’t know what to think if my prayer was answered or not but I’m eternally grateful that I can still breathe. Thanks to whoever took the time to read this. I still can’t believe we all lived.

My mother is dying. She’s at the last stage of dementia. I use to sing this song for her every time I visit her. Then her eyes are blinking and she’s mumbling thid song with me.  My mother, my dobro, me, this song and the tears. In a few weeks she will reunite with my father in a not so lonely grave.

I am playing this at my dads funeral!

I am weary let me rest

I want this played at my funeral

Such a beautiful, deep feeling this song has, so sweet and plaintive. Chokes me up at times.

One of the hardest things in life is saying goodbye to a loved one.  Thank God we have the Hope of being reunited one day soon.

This reminds me of volunteering with Hospice. I held the hand of people who had no one there to hold on to. Interestingly all of them talk of their family coming to get them. :)

While random browsing on YouTube, I hit one more gem – The Manhattans – Kiss and Say Goodbye

Btw, have you come across sentimental comments on forums or on channels like YouTube? Does it hit you, the way I got touched?

Let me know!