| Beatles' fans will instantly recognize the brilliant line, | | | | My first reaction just now, was that I always |
| pulled from one of their greatest songs, | | | | want to remember him the way he was as I just |
| "Yesterday." A haunting tale of love lost, guitar | | | | described him. Strong, able-bodied, good athlete, |
| and violin dancing in black, mourning the passing | | | | working man. On second thought, I want, no, I |
| not just of love, but of time, and life. | | | | need to accept it all. The good with the bad, the |
| The Beatles wrote timeless tales that everyone | | | | sickness with the health, everything that makes |
| could relate to, each listener molding the words | | | | him, him. I want to remember my Father as he |
| and sounds to fit the soundtrack of their own life. | | | | was, the Father that played with me, the Father |
| This article is not really about The Beatles, but | | | | that taught me to be a Man. |
| "Yesterday" was the catalyst for me thinking | | | | Also, I want to remember these days too. How |
| about yesterday, time-released courteously, | | | | we have gotten to spend time together. How he |
| morphed into the creation of today. | | | | is showing his toughness to the end. How he is |
| My Father has been ill for some time, and his | | | | battling with strength, and with dignity. The |
| health during the past weeks and months has | | | | difference in time is a shadow, as quick as |
| weakened. He is still with us, and for that we are | | | | lightning, and as elusive. Blink, and you might miss |
| thankful. I look back sometimes and remember a | | | | it. Yesterday, Came Suddenly. |
| healthy, active, sociable man, my Father. | | | | |