Well, as I sit here today, I'm packing my bags for another stint in Quebec. I'm reflecting on Father's Day over the years and face it with pride and sorrow. Pride for the feelings I have for my children and all that they mean to me as a father, and also sorrow for the knowledge of what's been lost to time; my own father, my grandfathers, the many people who have helped me along the way to become who I am. To all of those I am truly grateful. You've shown me how to be a Dad. I hope that somewhere along the line my own son and daughters can be as heartfelt fathers (and mothers!) as they can be.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY !!
In light of this occasion, here's a song I wrote in the days following Dermot O'Reilley's passing some years ago. For those who don't know, he was a much loved singer songwriter from Ireland who made his home in Newfoundland, and lived only a few kilometers from our home.
I did not know Dermot well, but did have a few drinks with he and his bandmates in 'Ryan's Fancy' over the years in pubs in Labrador and on the Island.
One of his songs, 'West Country Lady' is a standard in the local music scene and is also one I learned to play, and would often sing to my kids around the table as we hung out in our kitchen.