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作(zuo)者︰zhexienian 來源︰文章(zhang)閱讀網(wang) 時間︰2020-03-31 15:06 閱讀︰

  My father was a self-taught mandolin player. He was one of the best string instrument players in our town. He could not read music, but if he heard a tune a few times, he could play it. When he was younger, he was a member of a small country music band. They would play at local dances and on a few occasions would play for the local radio station. He often told us how he had auditioned and earned a position in a band that featured Patsy Cline as their lead singer. He told the family that after he was hired he never went back. Dad was a very religious man. He stated that there was a lot of drinking and cursing the day of his audition and he did not want to be around that type of environment.

  Occasionally, Dad would get out his mandolin and play for the family. We three children: Trisha, Monte and I, George Jr., would often sing along. Songs such as the Tennessee Waltz, Harbor Lights and around Christmas time, the well-known rendition of Silver Bells. "Silver Bells, Silver Bells, its Christmas time in the city" would ring throughout the house. One of Dad's favorite hymns was "The Old Rugged Cross". We learned the words to the hymn when we were very young, and would sing it with Dad when he would play and sing. Another song that was often shared in our house was a song that accompanied the Walt Disney series: Davey Crockett. Dad only had to hear the song twice before he learned it well enough to play it. "Davey, Davey Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier" was a favorite song for the family. He knew we enjoyed the song and the program and would often get out the mandolin after the program was over. I could never get over how he could play the songs so well after only hearing them a few times. I loved to sing, but I never learned how to play the mandolin. This is something I regret to this day.

  Dad loved to play the mandolin for his family he knew we enjoyed singing, and hearing him play. He was like that. If he could give pleasure to others, he would, especially his family. He was always there, sacrificing his time and efforts to see that his family had enough in their life. I had to mature into a man and have children of my own before I realized how much he had sacrificed.

  I joined the United States Air Force in January of 1962. Whenever I would come home on leave, I would ask Dad to play the mandolin. Nobody played the mandolin like my father. He could touch your soul with the tones that came out of that old mandolin. He seemed to shine when he was playing. You could see his pride in his ability to play so well for his family.

  When Dad was younger, he worked for his father on the farm. His father was a farmer and sharecropped a farm for the man who owned the property. In 1950, our family moved from the farm. Dad had gained employment at the local limestone quarry. When the quarry closed in August of 1957, he had to seek other employment. He worked for Owens Yacht Company in Dundalk, Maryland and for Todd Steel in Point of Rocks, Maryland. While working at Todd Steel, he was involved in an accident. His job was to roll angle iron onto a conveyor so that the welders farther up the production line would have it to complete their job. On this particular day Dad got the third index finger of his left hand mashed between two pieces of steel. The doctor who operated on the finger could not save it, and Dad ended up having the tip of the finger amputated. He didn't lose enough of the finger where it would stop him picking up anything, but it did impact his ability to play the mandolin.

  After the accident, Dad was reluctant to play the mandolin. He felt that he could not play as well as he had before the accident. When I came home on leave and asked him to play he would make excuses for why he couldn't play. Eventually, we would wear him down and he would say "Okay, but remember, I can't hold down on the strings the way I used to" or "Since the accident to this finger I can't play as good". For the family it didn't make any difference that Dad couldn't play as well. We were just glad that he would play. When he played the old mandolin it would carry us back to a cheerful, happier time in our lives. "Davey, Davey Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier", would again be heard in the little town of Bakerton, West Virginia.

  In August of 1993 my father was diagnosed with inoperable lung cancer. He chose not to receive chemotherapy treatments so that he could live out the rest of his life in dignity. About a week before his death, we asked Dad if he would play the mandolin for us. He made excuses but said "okay". He knew it would probably be the last time he would play for us. He tuned up the old mandolin and played a few notes. When I looked around, there was not a dry eye in the family. We saw before us a quiet humble man with an inner strength that comes from knowing God, and living with him in one's life. Dad would never play the mandolin for us again. We felt at the time that he wouldn't have enough strength to play, and that makes the memory of that day even stronger. Dad was doing something he had done all his life, giving. As sick as he was, he was still pleasing others. Dad sure could play that Mandolin!

  我父親是(shi)個自學成才(cai)的曼陀林(lin)琴手,他是(shi)我們鎮(zhen)最優秀的弦樂演奏者之一(yi)。他看不懂樂譜,但是(shi)如果听幾次(ci)曲子(zi),他就能演奏出來。當(dang)他年輕一(yi)點的時候,他是(shi)qie)桓魴∠xiang)村樂隊的成員。他們在當(dang)地舞廳演奏,有幾次(ci)還為當(dang)地廣播(bo)電台演奏。他經常告訴我們,自己(ji)如何試演,如何在佩茜?克萊恩作(zuo)為主(zhu)唱的樂隊里(li)佔一(yi)席之位。他告訴家人,一(yi)旦被聘(pin)用就永不回(hui)頭(tou)。父親是(shi)qie)桓齪苧轄韉娜耍 jiang)述了他試演的那天,很多(duo)人在喝酒(jiu),咒罵,他不想呆在那種環境里(li)。

  有時候,父親會拿出曼陀林(lin),為家人彈奏。我們三個小孩︰翠莎(sha)、蒙蒂(di)和我,還有喬治(zhi)通(tong)常會伴唱。唱的有︰《田納西(xi)華爾(er)茲》和《海(hai)港之光》,到了聖誕(dan)節(jie),就唱膾炙(zhi)人口的《銀鈴(ling)》︰"銀鈴(ling),銀鈴(ling),城里(li)來了聖誕(dan)節(jie)。"歌聲充滿了整個房(fang)子(zi)。父親最愛的其中一(yi)首贊歌是(shi)《古老的十字(zi)架》。我們很小的時候就學會歌詞(ci)了,而且(qie)在父親彈唱的時候,我們qie)哺懦 N頤薔 Ryi)起唱的另外一(yi)首歌來自沃特?迪斯(si)尼的系列片︰《戴維?克羅克特》。父親zi)灰 肆獎榫偷 鵠戳耍戴維,戴維?克羅克特,荒野邊(bian)疆的國王。"那是(shi)我們家最喜歡的歌曲。他知道我們喜歡那首歌和那個節(jie)目,所以每次(ci)節(jie)目結束後,他就拿出曼陀林(lin)彈奏。我永遠不能明白他如何能听完幾遍後就能把(ba)一(yi)首曲子(zi)彈得那麼好。我熱愛唱歌,但我沒有學會如何彈奏曼陀林(lin),這是(shi)我遺憾至今(jin)的事情。





  事故(gu)後,父親不太願意彈奏曼陀林(lin)了,他覺得再(zai)也不能像(xiang)以前(qian)彈得那麼好了。我休(xiu)假(jia)回(hui)家請求他彈奏曼陀林(lin),他以種種借口解釋(shi)不能彈奏的原(yuan)因(yin)。最後,我們軟(ruan)硬(ying)兼(jian)施逼他就tou)叮 沼謁擔好吧(ba),但是(shi)記住,我撥弦再(zai)也不能像(xiang)過去一(yi)樣了。"或者會說︰"這個手指(zhi)出意外後,我再(zai)也不能彈得像(xiang)過去那樣好了。"對于家人來說,父親彈得好不好並沒有分別,我們很高興他終于彈奏了。當(dang)他彈起那qian)殉戮傻穆恿lin),就會把(ba)我們帶回(hui)昔日那些無(wu)憂(you)無(wu)慮的幸福時光。"戴維,戴維?克羅克特,荒野邊(bian)疆的國王"就會再(zai)次(ci)響徹(che)西(xi)弗吉尼亞州的貝(bei)克頓小鎮(zhen)。

  1993年8月,父親診斷得了不宜動手術(shu)的肺癌。他不想接受化療,因(yin)為他想體(ti)面地過完他生命(ming)最後的時光。大約在父親去世(shi)的一(yi)周前(qian),我們請求他能否(fu)為我們彈奏曼陀林(lin),他說了很多(duo)借口,最後還gu)譴鷯α恕K 勒飪贍蓯shi)他最後一(yi)次(ci)為我們彈奏了,他為老曼陀林(lin)調弦,彈了幾個音。我yi)飯慫鬧埽 胰爍齦齠du)淚水(shui)滿眶(kuang)。我們看見(jian)在我們面前(qian)是(shi)qie)桓靄簿駁摹? 櫚娜耍 隕ming)最後的力量,用愛的力量支撐(cheng)著。父親再(zai)也沒有足夠的力量彈奏,這使我們對那天的記qie)涓geng)加you)苛搖8蓋鬃zuo)著他一(yi)生都(du)在做(zuo)的事情︰奉獻。即ci)股ming)已(yi)走(zou)到了盡頭(tou),他卻仍盡力為他人創造(zao)歡樂。沒錯,父親一(yi)定還能彈奏曼陀林(lin)的。

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