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作者︰zhexienian 來源︰he)惱zhang)閱讀網 時間︰2020-03-08 04:52 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(qin)是個自學(xue)成才的曼陀(tuo)林琴(qin)手,他(ta)是我們(men)鎮最優秀(xiu)的弦樂演奏者之(zhi)一。他(ta)看不huan) 制pu),但是如果听幾次(ci)曲子,他(ta)就能(neng)演奏出來。當(dang)他(ta)年輕一點的時候,他(ta)是一個小(xiao)鄉村樂隊的成員。他(ta)們(men)在當(dang)地(di)舞廳演奏,有(you)幾次(ci)還為當(dang)地(di)廣(guang)播(bo)電台演奏。他(ta)經常(chang)告訴我們(men),自己如何(he)試(shi)演,如何(he)在佩茜(xi)?克萊恩作為主唱的樂隊里佔(zhan)一席之(zhi)位。他(ta)告訴家人,一旦(dan)被聘(pin)用就tuo)啦換贗tou)。父親(qin)是一個很嚴謹的人,他(ta)講(jiang)述了(liao)他(ta)試(shi)演的那(na)天,很多人在喝酒,咒罵,他(ta)不想呆(dai)在那(na)種(zhong)環境里。





  左(zuo)手第三(san)個手zhong)副徊諏liang)片鋼鐵中xiao)R繳允種(zhong)甘shi)手術,但未能(neng)保住那(na)只手zhong)福 詈hou)父親(qin)只好讓醫生把那(na)手zhong)傅鬧zhi)尖給切除(chu)了(liao)。那(na)個手zhong)覆bing)沒(mei)有(you)完全喪(sang)失拿東西的能(neng)力,但是卻(que)影響了(liao)他(ta)彈奏曼陀(tuo)林的能(neng)力。

  事故後(hou),父親(qin)不太願意彈奏曼陀(tuo)林了(liao),他(ta)覺得再也不能(neng)像以(yi)前彈得那(na)麼好了(liao)。我休假回家請求他(ta)彈奏曼陀(tuo)林,他(ta)以(yi)種(zhong)種(zhong)借口解釋不能(neng)彈奏的原因。最後(hou),我們(men)軟硬兼施(shi)逼他(ta)就tou)叮 ta)終于說︰"好吧,但是記qin)。 也ο以(yi)僖膊荒neng)像過(guo)去一樣了(liao)。"或者會(hui)說︰"這(zhe)個手zhong)賦 饌?hou),我yi)僖膊荒neng)彈得像過(guo)去那(na)樣好了(liao)。"對于家人來說,父親(qin)彈得好不好並(bing)沒(mei)有(you)分別,我們(men)很高興他(ta)終于彈奏了(liao)。當(dang)他(ta)彈起那(na)把陳舊的曼陀(tuo)林,就會(hui)把我們(men)帶回昔(xi)日那(na)些無憂(you)無慮的幸福時光。"戴維,戴維?克羅克特,荒野邊疆(jiang)的國王"就會(hui)再次(ci)響徹西弗吉尼亞州的貝克頓小(xiao)鎮。

  1993年8月,父親(qin)診斷得了(liao)不宜動手術的肺癌。他(ta)不想接受化療,因為他(ta)想體面地(di)過(guo)完他(ta)生命最後(hou)的時光。大(da)約在父親(qin)去世的一周前,我們(men)請求他(ta)能(neng)否為我們(men)彈奏曼陀(tuo)林,他(ta)說了(liao)很多借口,最後(hou)還是答應(ying)了(liao)。他(ta)知道這(zhe)可能(neng)是他(ta)最後(hou)一次(ci)為我們(men)彈奏了(liao),他(ta)為老曼陀(tuo)林調弦,彈了(liao)幾個音。我環顧四周,家人個個都淚水(shui)滿眶。我們(men)看見在我們(men)面前是一個安靜的、謙虛的人,以(yi)生命最後(hou)的力量(liang),用愛的力量(liang)支撐著。父親(qin)再也沒(mei)有(you)足夠(gou)的力量(liang)彈奏,這(zhe)使(shi)我們(men)對那(na)天的記憶更加you)苛搖8蓋qin)做著他(ta)一生都在做的事情︰奉獻。即使(shi)生命已走到了(liao)盡頭(tou),他(ta)卻(que)仍盡力為他(ta)人創(chuang)造歡(huan)樂。沒(mei)錯,父親(qin)一huan) 鼓neng)彈奏曼陀(tuo)林的。

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