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My Father - 父爱无边

作者:zhexienian 起源:文章浏览网 时光:2013-05-19 16:18 阅读:

  My father was a self-taught mandolin player. He was one of the best string instrument players in our town. He could not read music, but if he heard a tune a few times, he could play it. When he was younger, he was a member of a small country music band. They would play at local dances and on a few occasions would play for the local radio station. He often told us how he had auditioned and earned a position in a band that featured Patsy Cline as their lead singer. He told the family that after he was hired he never went back. Dad was a very religious man. He stated that there was a lot of drinking and cursing the day of his audition and he did not want to be around that type of environment.

  Occasionally, Dad would get out his mandolin and play for the family. We three children: Trisha, Monte and I, George Jr., would often sing along. Songs such as the Tennessee Waltz, Harbor Lights and around Christmas time, the well-known rendition of Silver Bells. "Silver Bells, Silver Bells, its Christmas time in the city" would ring throughout the house. One of Dad's favorite hymns was "The Old Rugged Cross". We learned the words to the hymn when we were very young, and would sing it with Dad when he would play and sing. Another song that was often shared in our house was a song that accompanied the Walt Disney series: Davey Crockett. Dad only had to hear the song twice before he learned it well enough to play it. "Davey, Davey Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier" was a favorite song for the family. He knew we enjoyed the song and the program and would often get out the mandolin after the program was over. I could never get over how he could play the songs so well after only hearing them a few times. I loved to sing, but I never learned how to play the mandolin. This is something I regret to this day.

  Dad loved to play the mandolin for his family he knew we enjoyed singing, and hearing him play. He was like that. If he could give pleasure to others, he would, especially his family. He was always there, sacrificing his time and efforts to see that his family had enough in their life. I had to mature into a man and have children of my own before I realized how much he had sacrificed.

  I joined the United States Air Force in January of 1962. Whenever I would come home on leave, I would ask Dad to play the mandolin. Nobody played the mandolin like my father. He could touch your soul with the tones that came out of that old mandolin. He seemed to shine when he was playing. You could see his pride in his ability to play so well for his family.

  When Dad was younger, he worked for his father on the farm. His father was a farmer and sharecropped a farm for the man who owned the property. In 1950, our family moved from the farm. Dad had gained employment at the local limestone quarry. When the quarry closed in August of 1957, he had to seek other employment. He worked for Owens Yacht Company in Dundalk, Maryland and for Todd Steel in Point of Rocks, Maryland. While working at Todd Steel, he was involved in an accident. His job was to roll angle iron onto a conveyor so that the welders farther up the production line would have it to complete their job. On this particular day Dad got the third index finger of his left hand mashed between two pieces of steel. The doctor who operated on the finger could not save it, and Dad ended up having the tip of the finger amputated. He didn't lose enough of the finger where it would stop him picking up anything, but it did impact his ability to play the mandolin.

  After the accident, Dad was reluctant to play the mandolin. He felt that he could not play as well as he had before the accident. When I came home on leave and asked him to play he would make excuses for why he couldn't play. Eventually, we would wear him down and he would say "Okay, but remember, I can't hold down on the strings the way I used to" or "Since the accident to this finger I can't play as good". For the family it didn't make any difference that Dad couldn't play as well. We were just glad that he would play. When he played the old mandolin it would carry us back to a cheerful, happier time in our lives. "Davey, Davey Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier", would again be heard in the little town of Bakerton, West Virginia.

  In August of 1993 my father was diagnosed with inoperable lung cancer. He chose not to receive chemotherapy treatments so that he could live out the rest of his life in dignity. About a week before his death, we asked Dad if he would play the mandolin for us. He made excuses but said "okay". He knew it would probably be the last time he would play for us. He tuned up the old mandolin and played a few notes. When I looked around, there was not a dry eye in the family. We saw before us a quiet humble man with an inner strength that comes from knowing God, and living with him in one's life. Dad would never play the mandolin for us again. We felt at the time that he wouldn't have enough strength to play, and that makes the memory of that day even stronger. Dad was doing something he had done all his life, giving. As sick as he was, he was still pleasing others. Dad sure could play that Mandolin!

  我父亲是个自学成才的曼陀林琴手,他是咱们镇最优良的弦乐吹奏者之一。他看不懂曲谱,然而假如听几回曲子,他就能吹奏出来。当他年青一点的时间,他是一个小城市乐队的成员。他们在外地舞厅吹奏,有几回还为外地广播电台吹奏。他常常告知咱们,本人怎样试演,怎样在佩茜?克莱恩作为主唱的乐队里占一席之位。他告知家人,一旦被聘请就永不回首。父亲是一个很谨严的人,他报告了他试演的那天,良多人在饮酒,咒骂,他不想呆在那种情况里。

  偶然候,父亲会拿出曼陀林,为家人弹奏。咱们三个小孩:翠莎、蒙蒂和我,另有乔治平日会伴唱。唱的有:《田纳西华尔兹》和《海港之光》,到了圣诞节,就唱喜闻乐见的《银铃》:"银铃,银铃,城里来了圣诞节。"歌声充斥了全部屋子。父亲最爱的此中一首赞歌是《陈旧的十字架》。咱们很小的时间就学会歌词了,并且在父亲弹唱的时间,咱们也随着唱。咱们时常一同唱的别的一首歌来自沃特?迪斯尼的系列片:《戴维?克罗克特》。父亲只有听了两遍就弹起来了,"戴维,戴维?克罗克特,荒原边境的国王。"那是咱们家最爱好的歌曲。他晓得咱们爱好那首歌和谁人节目,以是每次节目停止后,他就拿出曼陀林弹奏。我永久不克不及明确他怎样能听完几遍后就能把一首曲枪弹得那么好。我酷爱唱歌,但我没有学会怎样弹奏曼陀林,这是我遗憾至今的事件。

  父亲爱好为家人弹奏曼陀林,他晓得咱们爱好唱歌,爱好听他弹奏。他就是那样,假如他能把快活贡献给他人,他从不惜啬,尤其是对他的家人。他老是那样,就义本人的时光和精神让家人生活得满意。父亲的这种支付是只有当我长大成人,并且是有了本人的孩子后才干领会到的。

  我在1962年1月参加了美国空军基地。每当我休假回家,我都恳求父亲弹奏曼陀林。没有人弹奏曼陀林能到达像我父亲那样的地步,他在那陈旧的曼陀林上抚出的旋律可能触及你的魂魄。他弹奏的时间,身上仿佛能收回四射的光辉。你能够看出,父亲为能给家人弹奏出如斯美好的旋律,他是如许的骄傲。

  父亲年青的时间,曾在农场为爷爷任务。爷爷是农场应用者,要向农场合有人缴纳谷物抵租。1950年,咱们百口搬离农场,父亲在外地石灰石采石场谋得职位。采石场在1957年开张,他只好另觅任务。他曾在马里兰州登多克的欧文斯游艇公司下班,还在马里兰州的洛斯的托德钢铁公司上过班。在托德钢铁公司下班时期,他碰到了不测。他的任务是把有棱角的铁滚到搬运台上,如许焊接工才干作进一步加工来实现全部工序。在谁人特别的日子里,父亲的

  左手第三个手指被缠在两片钢铁中。大夫敌手指施手术,但未能保住那只手指,最后父亲只好让大夫把那手指的指尖给切除了。谁人手指并没有完整损失拿货色的才能,然而却影响了他弹奏曼陀林的才能。

  事变后,父亲不太乐意弹奏曼陀林了,他感到再也不克不及像从前弹得那么好了。我休假回家恳求他弹奏曼陀林,他以各种捏词说明不克不及弹奏的起因。最后,咱们软硬兼施逼他就范,他终于说:"好吧,然而记住,我拨弦再也不克不及像从前一样了。"或许会说:"这个手指出不测后,我再也不克不及弹得像从前那样好了。"对于家人来说,父亲弹得好欠好并没有分辨,咱们很愉快他终于弹奏了。当他弹起那把陈腐的曼陀林,就会把咱们带回往日那些无牵无挂的幸福时间。"戴维,戴维?克罗克特,荒原边境的国王"就会再次响彻西弗吉尼亚州的贝克顿小镇。

  1993年8月,父亲诊断得了不宜着手术的肺癌。他不想接收化疗,由于他想面子地过完他性命最后的时间。大概在父亲逝世的一周前,咱们恳求他是否为咱们弹奏曼陀林,他说了良多捏词,最后仍是许可了。他晓得这可能是他最后一次为咱们弹奏了,他为老曼陀林调弦,弹了几个音。我环视四处,家人个个都泪水满眶。咱们瞥见在咱们眼前是一个宁静的、谦逊的人,以性命最后的力气,用爱的力气支撑着。父亲再也没有充足的力气弹奏,这使咱们对那天的影象愈加激烈。父亲做着他毕生都在做的事件:贡献。即便性命已走到了尽头,他却仍努力为别人发明欢喜。没错,父亲必定还能弹奏曼陀林的。


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