Music for my father

The artist as child with father and sister.

My father died this past Wednesday, March 11, after three months in home hospice care. Even today, several times, I stopped because I had not yet reached out to him this day. He is reachable now only by memory and imagination.

When he first entered hospice, he asked for music from his surviving children who play. The piece offered here is a recording I made for him on January 1, 2020. I’ll write more about him later. He was a remarkable man.

New Year Improvisation, Part 2, by Robert Stikmanz