Editor’s note: This is song matches my mood lately as I ponder my parents’ greatest gift to me – my siblings. Six of their ten children remain and we are now all in our 70’s and can see the “clubhouse”. And so, we share the mental and physical anguish that comes with age a little bit more each day. Thankfully, Mom and Dad’s other great gift was faith which makes “slip, sliding away” a lot easier.
Favorite lyrics: (feel the power of this)
“I know a father who had a son,
He longed to tell him all the reasons for the things he’d done.
He drove a long way, just to explain,
Kissed his boy as he laid sleeping then he turned around and headed home again”.