My Dad and My Father-in-Law

     My father-in-Law (Ed) passed away recently.  A very sad occasion, he was admired and loved by his family and many others. His passing made me contemplate my Dad's passing almost 20 years ago. 

     Different as they were they both had the same wishes for their children to grow up strong, independent and kind but most of all be a good example for their children.  They both accomplished this well but in different ways.  Although they had different and distinct personalities they always put their families first despite their own personal desires.

     Ed was a piano player something he learned as a young child without any formal lesson.  He couldn't read music or even the notes on sheet music.  He played just by the sound, if he knew the sound, he could play it on the piano.  Ed couldn't explain his talent, he said he just heard the song in his head and it came out of his fingers.  That's a talent many wish they had.  

     My Dad (Sonny) painted and sketched many pictures.  Dad would sketch on scraps of paper, paint scenes on the basement walls or on canvas, he used whatever was available it didn't make any difference.  He had a hidden talent and passion to paint and draw. Dad loved painting just as Ed loved the piano.  

     Ed loved the attention he got when people complimented him on his musical talent.  He looked forward to playing the piano for others but he would also play even if no one was around, he loved to play.

     My Dad also enjoyed the compliments from others when they saw his drawings or paintings, but he also painted because it was satisfying for him.

     Neither, Ed or Sonny became a renowned pianist or painter. They would just have to be satisfied being great Fathers and that's not so bad.  I guess maybe they weren't all that different.