"Light the candles and let the wind blow in. Let the kitchen curtains fly..."
I wrote this song a few years ago. In fact, it was the first song I wrote after September 11, 2001. In addition to being an initial response to this national tragedy, it was a reminder to myself of all the things I thought I should be doing.
Well a couple years passed, and I was attending an event in support of a family friend who was about to receive a bone marrow transplant to battle his second recurrence of Hodgkin's disease. His name is Rob Moser, and I'm told he is doing great, now two years after that successful transplant. Anyway, at the time, many of Rob's friends and supporters had been asking what they could do to help. His unselfish response was for us to reach out and help OTHER people. So in what must have been one of the lowest moments of his life, he is reaching out to US to reach out to others. Take time to do the things you love with the people you love. Share with a teacher or a friend how they've made a difference for you in your life. Spend quality time with your kids. Wow. This very powerful message from this survivor created quite a stir in all of us. This is the recording I made one afternoon that week.
Fast forward another year to September 11, 2004. Besides being September 11, and all of the thoughts and memories that day brings to us all, it was a fairly ordinary day. But at 1:30 in the morning we received one of those phone calls that you never want to receive. My Dad had died very suddenly late that evening while on vacation in Wisconsin. Of all places, he was returning to the dance floor at a wedding reception, and he collapsed with a massive heart attack. He was only 61. Anyway, I share this story because we decided to play this recording at my Dad's funeral.
It is a song for the living.