When middle son Sir Snarkalot was in high school he wrote a song for his Lady K. When I say write I do not mean the usual angst laden poems of teen age romance. No... he wrote a song for her to dance to at the school dance concert. He wrote it, then went in his bedroom and laid down the tracks. He played the guitar and sang his own harmony. all on his laptop... in his bedroom. His father and I were amazed. Snark was always musical. By highschool, he sang, played Trombone, steel drum and he taught himself guitar, but I had no idea he could do this. It was a beautiful song...ans she was beautiful as she danced to it. I loved the song so much that that he burned it on a CD for me and wrote on it for me. The dance teacher also included it on a cd of music from the concert which I bought, and when I got his hand me down laptop. the song was in the hard drive.
Then it was gone, the laptop died and the CD's disappeared as CD's are wont to do around my house. 6 years have passed since he graduated. I have been looking for that CD for 4 of them. It broke my heart that I could not find it. He has since played it again with his band providing backup..but it's not the same
Two weeks ago We spent the whole day at the river with some friends and the boys and their wives. When Sir Snarkalot showed up, his big brother pulled him aside and started taking to him in Chines Pig Latin... a language my kids used when they were young to try and communicate in secret, Back then I could easily interpret it... but it seems that as as time has passed I have lost my ear, anyway they had quite a conversation and seemed pretty excited about something. At
the end of a wonderful day in the sun..... after the hot dogs were cooked and the sand was rinsed off the grandkids....I got in the car to moved it closer. The stereo came on and a familiar song started. Sounds like his song I sighed.. I am always hearing songs that remind me if his. I maneuvered the car in place and turned it off just as the lyrics started..... wait... was that a familiar voice... I turned the car back on....it was..... it was his song..... I threw open the car door and jumped out to the grinning smile of my boys..... the missing CD was found.
Best Day Ever
