Tell Me About the Good Ol' Days

I borrowed an old cd holder of Sis' for the 5 and 1/2 ride that I took yesterday afternoon. I started pulling out cd's and in the mix was "The Judd's". I popped it in the cd player and hear "Tell me About the Good ol' Days".

Earlier in the day Sis, Pop, Hazel and I were sitting around listening to my Dad tell us stories about his family. He told us about Uncle Lynwood, Claire, Bubber, Grandaddy Bentley and good stories about his family. Just listening to him took me back to the days when he used to tell us stories, whether it was on a trip out of town or just sitting around in the living room.

My Daddy would tell us history about our family and tell us about Vietnam. I now wish I would have never forgetten them. I wish that I had recorded them all in the back of my head and kept them there for the rest of my life. I know that my brothers probably listened better.........so they can retell them.

I love the fact that on Sunday, my Daddy was telling similar stories and there she was, Hazel Claire, two weeks old, listening to his voice. I know that she doesn't know right now what he is talking about, but one day she will. She will know and she will want him to tell those stories over and over again.

So when I heard this song, it made me smile thinking about Daddy telling her stories. She will know about my GRANDMOMMA, GRANDADDY'S, and ALL the other FAMILY members that she will never get to meet. She will hear them and fall in love with my Daddy's voice, all the family and all of the stories the same way that the four of us did. And he will be proud to tell them.......because those were "The Good Ol' Days". Listen Here.