When thinking about my Dad, there are so may places I could start this post with; he was everything to me.
I lost my Dad when I was 25 years old. His love of Country Music was undeniable. From the likes of Lefty Frizzell, Hank Thompson, Conway Twitty, Dolly and Porter, just to name a few, my father’s love of Country Music was endless.
My Dad’s love of Country Music is where I learned my craft.
My Dad was a lover of music, but only Country. He always encouraged me to sing and to continue singing to hopefully have a career in Country Music. He would listen to me and my sister (Krystal) sing together; we were his two youngest children, and he would be so proud.
I would give anything to have him here right now, and to enjoy my music and CD which I released. I’m sure he’s listening from up above and dancing the two-step in the clouds.
I miss him dearly; not only was he my Dad, he was my friend, confident, and he was my idol.
Message To Dad:
“Love and miss you Dad; every song on my album has a fiddle and steel guitar in it, to be ‘real’ Country Music just as you enjoyed. Love you always!”