Shared Memories with Gail
It's been so difficult for me to write about my darling brother David. There are so many things to say; so many memories still painful to recall. I feel blessed to have shared the time we had together is such playful, happy ways. Our e-mails to each other for over 10 years had been our shared Journals of our lives. The memories of the times, good and bad, happy and sad, will stay in my heart forever. The many trips we took - hopping in his little red Toyota truck at 5 am and walking in Mississippi mud - visiting Elvis in Memphis, hot wings on Beale street - recalling the assassination of Martin Luther King as we stood across the street from the scene of his murder - our philosophical discussions. Our motorcycle ride to Kentucky to walk through the caverns (we loved caverns!) The White Trash Cafe! Our trip to Washington, D.C. to visit his son Max and play tourist at all the monuments. Meeting strangers along our way. We both loved to "bond" with new people. We both believed that strangers were friends we hadn't met yet. The best fun times together were early morning garage sales - both in Nashville (I always needed to buy an extra suitcase to carry home all my treasures) and here is Los Angeles where I live. He loved visiting me in L.A. We drove around for hours through Maliby, Beverly Hills, San Diego, Magic Mountain on a trip with Zack too. But the very best part of David was talking with him every morning, every day - sharing my dreams with him (my husband Jerry's routine was coffee and computer.) His last card to me wished me sweet dreams.
Yesterday my dear friend took me to a park nearby. I had not been able to leave my house. We sat under a beautiful tree with a huge branch hanging over us. I looked up and saw David, feet dangling in the air, happy to see me with my friend. I felt him with me, I saw his smile, I know he's watching. Everyday I reminded him to "find a moment of joy!" and share it with me. He is still doing that.
I wish sweet dreams for my darling brother, best friend. Forever until I see him again. Gail
Andrea's Song
She was born the first of three
With her father overseas
And a smile that glowed of wonder
To the family
And her mother loved her so
With a joy that made her glow
Just to watch the child as seasons wandered by
Now the years are twenty eight
That recalls that very day
That began another life
Full of happiness and strife
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To a loving sister Andrea
The oldest one of three
Find strength in what you ard
And what you mean to me
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This is your song
As sister you belong
Within our hearts forever
As we belong in yours
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Oh I wish there were some way
To help me find the words to say
What you mean to those that love you
In a very special way
Living never promised
To be more than just a game
Sharing pleasure
Sharing pain
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
Guitar part ends