I started filming my dad in February of this year. I am so grateful to have garnered hour upon hour of conversation. One month after I began filming my dad, just before his 96th birthday, he suffered a stroke, which left him without the ability to speak. I have edited the footage for this particular project, and have made this 14 minute movie to honor, thank and pay tribute to the music my father so loves… the music he ingrained in me.
I hope you enjoy watching!
Dad this Thanksgiving 2014, I want to thank you for all that you have given me, but most of all I thank you for the music…it defines me.
Since I can remember, early in the morning the music notes stealthily floated away from your living room record player winding their way upstairs. Continuing their path down the hallway, they adeptly made their way beneath the narrow opening at the bottom of my bedroom door. Then with passion and gentle ferocity they wiggled their way into my heart and took hold. In that heart lies the music that framed your life, my dad. There, down deep, Gershwin, Ella and Sinatra, Durante and Martin, Mathis, Bennett, Andy Williams and Eydie Gorme, Agustin Lara, Los Panchos, Edith Piaf and Doris Day, The Three Tenors, Vladimir Horowitz , Oistrakh, Dvorak and on and on… safely reside to this day.
Now, at 96, though your speech is diminished, your eyes speak the words you can no longer utter. The music still connects us in that elemental way it always did. In those blue-green eyes lies the man you’ve always been. Dad this year on this Thanksgiving I want to express that I am so grateful for all that you’ve given me, but especially for the music that has so enriched my life, and for every instant we still spend together.
Happy Thanksgiving 2014 to all!