Freddy Fender

It’s funny how time works.  My dad loved Freddy Fender. I am curently building an alter for my dad for Dia de Los Muertos. Freddy Fender was buried today. On the way to work this morning I heard some of his music on the radio. I was instantly taken back to a moment in time that I had forgotten, long forgotten. The song “Wasted Days and Wasted Nights” (i think thats the name) came on. I was exiting the freeway on my way work… and for a moment, I was 6 again, standing on his feet as we danced to one of his favorite songs. I could smell him and hear him singing along to the music. I could feel his big hands holding mine and feel the rough fabric of what he was wearing against my face. I remeber a blue 8 track tape with Freddy Fenders face on it. It was so long ago, but today it was only a moment ago.

I’m excited about the alter.

Life is good.