I keep telling him he needs to get his own blog, but I guess he figures if he’s persistent in sending me all kinds of shit oops, stuff, that I’ll get around to finding something I like and posting it.
Don’t tell him I like it, cuz then he’ll just send more, and we have him on a strick diet of only three email forwards a day. I don’t want to be the cause for his breaking this discipline. The rest of the family will blame me.
So, here’s a pretty little serenade he sent me. Cielito Lindo is a widely known song, but the term itself is a sweet little endearment. Enjoy it.
But you know, he can’t send me a sweet little serenade like that without my responding with one of my own. So here’s an homage to his love…which includes a few things I learned to love through him…jazz, guitar, percussion, but most importantly, I learned where there is love.
So, I love your pop. Seriously, I don’t even know what else to say. That is the sweetest sentiment to receive from your Dad! God bless him (and you too!)
Cristina
Totally LOVED this…that second video had me in tears. I can totally feel/hear Pop playing the tumbadora or the claves. Will be back to see it again. I miss him.
Love you ❤️