Dear Father,
Today I talked to a woman who knew Peter. We talked about the last exit and how she recorded music with him once in his studio. Every once in a while you visit me in some unexpected way. I appreciate that. What is death like? Is that a secret you are going to keep from me? That's okay. We all need our secrets.
I listen to Jazz to be near you. I listened recently to Bitches Brew by Miles Davis. You once spent time with him so spending time with his music is like spending time with you. I sometimes wonder what sort of father would you have been. Would you have lectured me when I drank too much? Would you have made damned sure that I played an instrument? Would you be the kind of father I am today?
You are out there and hopefully you hear the rantings of my keyboard. They don't clackity clack anymore. Now they just whisper.
Love,
Your Son,
Jason Vincent Alexander Murray
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
A bright and sunny day
Dear Father;
Today is a bright and sunny day. The kind you change into your sunglasses for. These days start out cold so you leave the house layered in black, but come home carrying your coat and sweater. I don't drive the fast cars you did. But I tend to drive to fast like you. Instead of an MGA or a TR2 I have a big volvo Station Wagon. What would you think of this car? Maybe you'd approve because your grandchildren ride around in it, and as we know children can fly out of an MGA!
I know you'd approve of the motorcycle my mouth was salivating over today. A long seat Triumph. My boy told me that everyone would really think he was cool if I dropped him off by motorcycle in the morning. I told him not to worry he was already cool.
Love,
Your son,
Jason Vincent Alexander Murray
Today is a bright and sunny day. The kind you change into your sunglasses for. These days start out cold so you leave the house layered in black, but come home carrying your coat and sweater. I don't drive the fast cars you did. But I tend to drive to fast like you. Instead of an MGA or a TR2 I have a big volvo Station Wagon. What would you think of this car? Maybe you'd approve because your grandchildren ride around in it, and as we know children can fly out of an MGA!
I know you'd approve of the motorcycle my mouth was salivating over today. A long seat Triumph. My boy told me that everyone would really think he was cool if I dropped him off by motorcycle in the morning. I told him not to worry he was already cool.
Love,
Your son,
Jason Vincent Alexander Murray
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
A note on how to proceed
Dear Father;
I was just two when you left this place. You bid your friends goodnight and went to bed. When they came home you wouldn't wake up.
We came home for the funeral, and to see you buried. I don't remember this. I don't actually remember you. But I know about you. I decided to write you letters as I travel this summer to try to know you better and to help you to get to know the man that your son became.
I will talk to you soon.
your son,
Jason Vincent Alexander Murray
I was just two when you left this place. You bid your friends goodnight and went to bed. When they came home you wouldn't wake up.
We came home for the funeral, and to see you buried. I don't remember this. I don't actually remember you. But I know about you. I decided to write you letters as I travel this summer to try to know you better and to help you to get to know the man that your son became.
I will talk to you soon.
your son,
Jason Vincent Alexander Murray
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