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Song a Day (4)…

My friend Dr. Meg at Meg Sorick, Writer, tagged me for ‘a song a day’ challenge.  Meg writes and draws and bakes.  And she’s a chiropractor — can you say overachiever??   But seriously, you need to check out her blog if you don’t follow already.  It’s wonderful.

The rules are to post the lyrics of a favorite song five days in a row, explain what they mean to you (if you like) and add the video if available.  Even my kids tell me I have the musical taste of a preteen girl, so sorry about that 😀  You are then supposed to nominate two other bloggers who can participate if they wish and my choices are:

The Happy Quitter

Wendy at Ramblings and Musings

I know I’ve mentioned that I come from a somewhat military family.  My husband, father, father-in-law and one brother-in-law all served, so this song holds a special place in my heart.  Angel Flight was written to honor the U.S. pilots who bring home their fallen brethren from combat zones around the world to their final resting places.   The song is performed by Radney Foster with Darius Rucker singing back up.  The video explains the reasons behind writing the song and then it’s performed at the end.  Please grab your tissues and listen…

All I ever wanted to do was fly
Leave this world and live in the sky
I left the C130 out of Fort Worth town
I go up some days I don’t wanna come down

Well I fly that plane called the Angel Flight
Come on brother you’re with me tonight
Between Heaven and earth you’re never alone
On the Angel Flight
Come on brother I’m taking you home

I love my family and I love this land
But tonight this flight’s for another man
We do what we do because we heard the call
Some gave a little, but he gave it all

I fly that plane called the Angel Flight
Come on brother you’re with me tonight
Come on brother you’re with me tonight
Between Heaven and earth you’re never alone
On the Angel Flight
Come on brother I’m taking you home
Come on brother I’m taking you home

Well, the cockpit’s quiet and the stars are bright
Feels kinda like church in here tonight
It don’t matter where we touch down
On the Angel Flight its sacred ground

I fly that plane called the Angel Flight
Gotta hero riding with us tonight
Between Heaven and earth you’re never alone
On the Angel Flight
Come on brother I’m taking you home
Come on brother I’m taking you home
Come on brother I’m taking you home
Come on brother I’m taking you home

Songwriters: Darden Smith, Radney M. Foster

Reunion (7)…

You can find earlier excerpts from The Reunion here

Brian pulled into the pitted lot at the Inn and wondered how much resurfacing the lot was going to cost.  Thousands, he was sure, even out here in the middle of nowhere, Iowa.  He headed for the door, letting himself in with the old set of keys he had and taking in the smell of sawdust and varnish.  It didn’t look half bad, considering they’d only been working on it a few weeks.  The lobby area would be finished in time for the reunion to be held there, with brand new polished and stained oak floors.  And the kitchen was serviceable, even if most of the updates hadn’t been completed yet.  But at least there were working appliances and enough space to lay out the buffet and have ice for drinks.  If the crowd was big enough, it might convince some people this would be a great place to stay next time they were in town, or even to hold a big event like a wedding.

The sound of trucks pulling up meant that the Sawyer brothers were here to help.  Jim  had been in the same class as Brian and Jen and his younger brother, Billy, only a few grades behind.  They had started a construction business after graduating from school.  Brian knew Jim had gone on to the University of Nebraska and had a business degree.  He wasn’t sure about Billy, though.

“Hey, Bri, how you doing today?  We ready to start staining the floors yet?”  Jim was efficient and organized and always worked quickly.  Brian couldn’t have asked for better help on this project.

“Well, I don’t know about staining yet.  Maybe we better check the sanding job that Billy did yesterday and see if it’s up to par,” Brian smiled.  Billy looked shocked for a minute, then his suntanned face relaxed into a smile.  “Pulling my leg, huh, Bri?”  Billy was as good as Jim at what he did and Brian had no qualms that the floors would be ready if Billy said they were.

“Everything is looking great.  You’d never even know the crown molding was reproduction.  Looks like it grew there.  How’d you learn to do those corners?”  Brian knew carpentry and design, but what Jim and Billy did was really art and he knew that his skills in that area wouldn’t touch theirs.  “Where you boys been working all this time?”

Jim just smiled and kept on sweeping up sawdust and getting the vacuum ready to clean up every dust mote in the room.  “You know how daddy was.  He never even finished fourth grade, but he could build with the best of ‘em.  ‘Measure twice, cut once,’ I think that was his favorite saying.  And Billy and I worked a lot of summers when they were building some of those subdivisions down by Falls Creek.  Best way to learn the business.”

“Well, boys, let’s get to it, then.  Need to at least have this area looking good by next Saturday night.”

Billy frowned.  “You still planning on all those people for the reunion walking on these brand new floors by then?  It takes the finish awhile to cure, you know, and you’re going to be taking a chance on them getting scuffed or scratched before the place is even open.”

“Yeah, I know, but we’ll see if this new polyurethane finish is really diamond hard like it says on the cans!”  Brian chugged the last of his coffee and they set to work.  He was acting as the general contractor and they still had plumbing and electrical guys coming out, so getting the floors done as soon as possible made sense.

“Hey, guess who showed up at the house yesterday?  Jen Meyer, looking all big city pretty with some fluffy kind of dog.  Figured she might come for the reunion, but Pam didn’t tell me she was coming in on Friday.  And I guess she didn’t tell Jen I was renting the house, either, cause I scared her half to death when I came downstairs and she was already inside, doing some yoga exercise or something.”  He smiled again at the memory and Jim and Billy looked at each other quickly, wondering what was up.  The Jen they remembered was sweet, but clumsy and shy and wouldn’t know yoga if it bit her on the –

Seeing the look the two men exchanged, Brian sighed.  “Yeah, I know, but she’s doing great now.  Hey, Jim, wasn’t she friends with your –“

The sound of the industrial vac turning on drowned out the rest of Brian’s question.  O-kaay.  Apparently coffee talk was over.

 

Song a Day (3)…

My friend Dr. Meg at Meg Sorick, Writer, tagged me for ‘a song a day’ challenge.  Meg writes and draws and bakes.  And she’s a chiropractor — can you say overachiever??   But seriously, you need to check out her blog if you don’t follow already.  It’s wonderful.

The rules are to post the lyrics of a favorite song five days in a row, explain what they mean to you (if you like) and add the video if available.  Even my kids tell me I have the musical taste of a preteen girl, so sorry about that 😀  You are then supposed to nominate two other bloggers who can participate if they wish and my choices are:

Jessica from Unmeasured Journeys

Steph at Bold Blind Beauty

My third song choice is One Moment in Time by Whitney Houston.  It was the theme for the 1988 Summer Olympics and Paralympics in Seoul, Korea.   Really, words for all of us to live by.  And hearing Whitney’s glorious voice is always a joy!

Each day I live
I want to be
A day to give
The best of me
I’m only one
But not alone
My finest day
Is yet unknown

I broke my heart
Fought every gain
To taste the sweet
I face the pain
I rise and fall
Yet through it all
This much remains

I want one moment in time
When I’m more than I thought I could be
When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away
And the answers are all up to me
Give me one moment in time
When I’m racing with destiny
Then in that one moment of time
I will feel
I will feel eternity

I’ve lived to be
The very best
I want it all
No time for less
I’ve laid the plans
Now lay the chance
Here in my hands

Give me one moment in time
When I’m more than I thought I could be
When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away
And the answers are all up to me
Give me one moment in time
When I’m racing with destiny
Then in that one moment of time
I will feel
I will feel eternity

You’re a winner for a lifetime
If you seize that one moment in time
Make it shine

Give me one moment in time
When I’m more than I thought I could be
When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away
And the answers are all up to me
Give me one moment in time
When I’m racing with destiny
Then in that one moment of time
I will be
I will be
I will be free
I will be
I will be free

Songwriters: ALBERT HAMMOND, JOHN BETTIS

Song a Day (2)…

My friend Dr. Meg at Meg Sorick, Writer, tagged me for ‘a song a day’ challenge.  Meg writes and draws and bakes.  And she’s a chiropractor — can you say overachiever??    But seriously, you need to check out her blog if you don’t follow already.  It’s wonderful.

The rules are to post the lyrics of a favorite song five days in a row, explain what they mean to you (if you like) and add the video if available.  Even my kids tell me I have the musical taste of a preteen girl, so sorry about that 😀  You are then supposed to nominate two other bloggers who can participate if they wish and my choices are:

EllenBest24

Sarah at Travels with Choppy

One of my all time favorite songs is Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol.   I love the romance of it and it brings me right back to the early years of Grey’s Anatomy when I still loved that show!  Here are the lyrics.

We’ll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don’t need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lay with me and just forget the world?
I don’t quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They’re not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lay with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that’s bursting into life
Let’s waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lay with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that’s bursting into life
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they’re all I can see
I don’t know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lay with me and just forget the world?
Songwriters: NATHAN CONNOLLY, GARY LIGHTBODY, JONATHAN QUINN, TOM SIMPSON, PAUL WILSON