I keep telling him he needs to get his own blog, but I guess he figures if he’s persistent in sending me all kinds of
shit oops, stuff, that I’ll get around to finding something I like and posting it.
Don’t tell him I like it, cuz then he’ll just send more, and we have him on a strick diet of only three email forwards a day. I don’t want to be the cause for his breaking this discipline. The rest of the family will blame me.
So, here’s a pretty little serenade he sent me. Cielito Lindo is a widely known song, but the term itself is a sweet little endearment. Enjoy it.
But you know, he can’t send me a sweet little serenade like that without my responding with one of my own. So here’s an homage to his love…which includes a few things I learned to love through him…jazz, guitar, percussion, but most importantly, I learned where there is love.