Grandpa played so many instruments and knew so much about the sounds of music. Musical talent poured out of him, and there wasn't anything in the theory books that he didn't know. His ear for the pitch of notes and their blending was enviable. He could direct musicians to make a beautiful sound together when solo they might have caused you to cover your ears. I'm so glad to have received the musical legacy that my Grandpa left for me.
My middle name is Rae. My mom's middle name is Rae. My Grandpa's name is Ray. I like being named after him. It's something that we share that will last forever, tying our lives together like an extra special gift.
My grandpa died on Thursday. He was ready to go to Heaven. I am sure that Grandpa is enjoying music of all sorts in his eternal home. He's probably got the band marching down the heavenly streets of gold, with the trumpets playing strong and loud.
Dear Grandpa - Thank you for the music, for giving it to me.