I was too emotional to sing at Daddy's funeral, so later I went up to the grave and just sung it for myself and for Daddy.
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The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it.
J.M. Barrie — The Little Minister
I note that Jelly Roll spent time behind bars himself. That comes across in his powerful connection with the inmates.
Ted Gioia
The great cruelty of life, and also its great mercy, is that only hindsight ever knows each last — the last time your lover put their hand on the small of your back, the last sip of the last cup at your favorite coffee shop before it vanished overnight, the last living note of your mother's voice. Bittersweet or downright devastating, lasts are the currency of loss with which we pay the price for loving.
Maria Popova