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Myfatherwasaself-taughtmandolinplayer.Hewasoneof

thebeststringinstrumentplayersinourtown.Hecouldnot

readmusic,butifheheardatuneafewtimes,hecouldplay

it.Whenhewasyounger,hewasamemberofasmallcountrymusic

band.Theywouldplayatlocaldancesandonafewoccasions

wouldplayforthelocalradiostation.Heoftentoldushow

hehadauditionedandearnedapositioninabandthatfeatured

PatsyClineastheirleadsinger.Hetoldthefamilythatafter

hewashiredheneverwentback.Dadwasaveryreligiousman.

Hestatedthattherewasalotofdrinkingandcursingtheday

ofhisauditionandhedidnotwanttobearoundthattypeof

environment.

Occasionally,Dadwouldgetouthismandolinandplayforthe

family.Wethreechildren:Trisha,MonteandI,GeorgeJr.,

wouldoftensingalong.SongssuchastheTennesseeWaltz,

HarborLightsandaroundChristmastime,thewell-known

renditionofSilverBells."SilverBells,SilverBells,its

Christmastimeinthecity“wouldringthroughoutthehouse.

OneofDadsfavoritehymnswas“TheOldRuggedCross”.We

learnedthewordstothehymnwhenwewereveryyoung,andwould

singitwithDadwhenhewouldplayandsing.Anothersongthat

wasoftensharedinourhousewasasongthataccompaniedthe

WaltDisneyseries:DaveyCrockett.Dadonlyhadtohearthe

songtwicebeforehelearneditwellenoughtoplayit."Davey,

DaveyCrockett,KingoftheWildFrontier"wasafavoritesong

forthefamily.Heknewweenjoyedthesongandtheprogramand

wouldoftengetoutthemandolinaftertheprogramwasover.

Icouldnevergetoverhowhecouldplaythesongssowellafter

onlyhearingthemafewtimes.Ilovedtosing,butInever

learnedhowtoplaythemandolin.ThisissomethingIregret

tothisday.

Dadlovedtoplaythemandolinforhisfamilyheknewwe

enjoyedsinging,andhearinghimplay.Hewas1ikethat.Ifhe

couldgivepleasuretoothers,hewould,especiallyhisfamily.

Hewasalwaysthere,sacrificinghistimeandeffortstosee

thathisfamilyhadenoughintheirlife.Ihadtomatureinto

amanandhavechildrenofmyownbeforeIrealizedhowmuch

hehadsacrificed.

IjoinedtheUnitedStatesAirForceinJanuaryof1962.

WheneverIwouldcomehomeonleave,IwouldaskDadtoplay

themandolin.Nobodyplayedthemandolinlikemyfather.He

couldtouchyoursoulwiththetonesthatcameoutofthatold

mandolin.Heseemedtoshinewhenhewasplaying.Youcouldsee

hisprideinhisabilitytoplaysowellforhisfamily.

WhenDadwasyounger,heworkedforhisfatheronthefarm.

Hisfatherwasafarmerandsharecroppedafarmforthemanwho

ownedtheproperty.In1950,ourfamilymovedfromthefarm.

Dadhadgainedemploymentatthelocallimestonequarry.When

thequarryclosedinAugustof1957,hehadtoseekother

employment.HeworkedforOwensYachtCompanyinDundalk,

MarylandandforToddSteelinPointofRocks,Maryland.While

workingatToddSteel,hewasinvolvedinanaccident.Hisjob

wastorol1angleironontoaconveyorsothatthewelders

fartheruptheproductionlinewouldhaveittocompletetheir

job.OnthisparticulardayDadgotthethirdindexfingerof

hislefthandmashedbetweentwopiecesofsteel.Thedoctor

whooperatedonthefingercouldnotsaveit,andDadendedup

havingthetipofthefingeramputated.Hedidntloseenough

ofthefingerwhereitwouldstophimpickingupanything,but

itdidimpacthisabilitytoplaythemandolin.

Aftertheaccident,Dadwasreluctanttoplaythemandolin.

Hefeltthathecouldnotplayaswellashehadbeforethe

accident.WhenIcamehomeonleaveandaskedhimtoplayhe

wouldmakeexcusesforwhyhecouldntplay.Eventually,wewould

wearhimdownandhewou1dsay“Okay,butremember,Icanthold

downonthestringsthewayIusedto"or"Sincetheaccident

tothisfingerIcantplayasgood”.Forthefamilyitdidnt

makeanydifferencethatDadcouldntplayaswell.Wewerejust

gladthathewouldplay.Whenheplayedtheoldmandolinitwould

carryusbacktoacheerful,happiertimeinourlives."Davey,

DaveyCrockett,KingoftheWildFrontier，，,wouldagainbeheard

inthelittletownofBakerton,WestVirginia.

（二）

InAugustof1993myfatherwasdiagnosedwithinoperablelung

cancer.Hechosenottoreceivechemotherapytreatmentssothat

hecouldliveouttherestofhislifeindignity.Aboutaweek

beforehisdeath,weaskedDadifhewouldplaythemandolin

forus.Hemadeexcusesbutsaid"okay”.Heknewitwould

probablybethelasttimehewouldplayforus.Hetunedupthe

oldmandolinandplayedafewnotes.WhenIlookedaround,there

wasnotadryeyeinthefamily.Wesawbeforeusaquiethumble

manwithaninnerstrengththatcomesfromknowingGod,and

livingwithhiminones1ife.Dadwouldneverplaythemandolin

forusagain.Wefeltatthetimethathewouldnthaveenough

strengthtoplay,andthatmakesthememoryofthatdayeven

stronger.Dadwasdoingsomethinghehaddoneallhislife,

giving.Assickashewas,hewasstillpleasingothers.Dad

surecouldplaythatMandolin!

Amanmayusuallybeknownbythebookshereadsaswellas

bythecompanyhekeeps;forthereisacompanionshipofbooks

aswellasofmen;andoneshouldalways1iveinthebestcompany,

whetheritbeofbooksorofmen.

Agoodbookmaybeamongthebestoffriends.Itisthesame

todaythatitalwayswas,anditwillneverchange.Itisthe

mostpatientandcheerfulofcompanions.Itdoesnotturnits

backuponusintimesofadversityordistress.Italways

receivesuswiththesamekindness;amusingandinstructingus

inyouth,andcomfortingandconsolingusinage.

Menoftendiscovertheiraffinitytoeachotherbythemutual

lovetheyhaveforabookjustastwopersonssometimesdiscover

afriendbytheadmirationwhichbothentertainforathird.

Thereisanoldproverb,Loveme,lovemydog."Butthereis

morewisdominthis:，rLoveme,lovemybook."Thebookisatruer

andhigherbondofunion.Mencanthink,feel,andsympathize

witheachotherthroughtheirfavoriteauthor.Theyliveinhim

together,andheinthem.

Agoodbookisoftenthebesturnofalifeenshriningthe

bestthatlifecouldthinkout;fortheworldofamanslife

is,forthemostpart,buttheworldofhisthoughts.Thusthe

bestbooksaretreasuriesofgoodwords,thegoldenthoughts,

which,rememberedandcherished,becomeourconstant

companionsandcomforters.

Bookspossessanessenceofimmortality.Theyarebyfarthe

mostlastingproductsofhumaneffort.Templesandstatues

decay,butbookssurvive.Timeisofnoaccountwithgreat

thoughts,whichareasfreshtodayaswhentheyfirstpassed

throughtheirauthorsminds,agesago.Whatwasthensaidand

thoughtstillspeakstousasvividlyaseverfromtheprinted

page.Theonlyeffectoftimehavebeentosiftoutthebad

products;fornothinginliteraturecanlongsurviveebutwhat

isreallygood.

Booksintroduceusintothebestsociety;theybringusinto

thepresenceofthegreatestmindsthathaveeverlived.Wehear

whattheysaidanddid;weseetheasiftheywerereallyalive;

wesympathizewiththem,enjoywiththem,grievewiththem;

theirexperiencebecomesours,andwefeelasifwewereina

measureactorswiththeminthesceneswhichtheydescribe.

Thegreatandgooddonotdie,eveninthisworld.Embalmed

inbooks,theirspiritswalkabroad.Thebookisalivingvoice.

Itisanintellecttowhichonstilllistens.

（三）

TheBoardMeetinghadcometoanend.Bobstarredtostand

upandjostledthetable,spillinghiscoffeeoverhisnotes.

“Howembarrassing.Iamgettingsoclumsyinmyoldage.”

Everyonehadagoodlaugh,andsoonwewerealltelling

storiesofourmostembarrassingmoments.Itcamearoundto

Frankwhosatquietlylisteningtotheothers.Someonesaid,“

Comeon,Frank.Tellusyourmostembarrassingmoment.”

Frankbegan,“IgrewupinSanPedro.MyDadwasafisherman,

andhelovedthesea.Hehadhisownboat,butitwashardmaking

alivingonthesea.Heworkedhardandwouldstayoutuntil

hecaughtenoughtofeedhefamily.Notjustenoughforour

family,butalsoforhisMomandDadandtheotherkidsthat

werestillandhome."Helookedatusandsaid,“Iwishyoucould

havemetmyDad.Hewasabigman,andhewasstrongfrompulling

thenetsandfightingtheseasforhiscatch.Whenyougotclose

tohim,hesmelledtheocean.”

Franksvoicedroppedabit."Whentheweatherwasbadhewould

drivemetoschool.Hewouldpullrightupinfront,andit

seemedlikeeverybodywouldbestandingaroundandwatching.

Thenhewouldleanoverandgivemeabigkissonthecheekand

tellmetobeagoodboy.Itwassoembarrassingforme.Here

Iwastwelveyearsold,andmyDadwouldleanoverandkissme

good-bye!”

Hepausedandthenwenton,“IrememberthedayIthoughtI

wastoooldforagood-byekiss.Whenwegottheschoolandcame

toastop,hehadhisusualbigsmile.Hestartedtoleantoward

me,butIputmyhandup