“And my father left me a legacy of his handwriting through letters and a notebook. In the last two years of his life, when he was sick, he filled a notebook with his thoughts about me… There are times when I want to trade all those years that I was too busy to sit with my dad and chat with him, and trade all those years for one hug. But too late. But that's when I take out his letters and I read them, and the paper that touched his hand is in mine, and I feel connected to him.” WantFeelsYearsTwoHandsLastsFatherLeftMinesDadPaperLateLettersSickTradeFilledMy DadBusyConnectedLegacyToo LateTouchedTwo YearsHugNotebookToo BusyHandwriting Author:Lakshmi Pratury
“My father would sit and design furniture and cabinets - he was a carpenter and cabinet maker - and I would ask for my own piece of paper and pencil. And when I would say, 'What should I draw?' he would push a cartoon under my nose and say, 'Here, draw this.' So the cartoon became a kind of focus of attention.” ShouldKindAsksFatherMy OwnAttentionFocusPiecesDesignPaperDrawsDrawingNosesMakersShould ICartoonPencilsFurnitureCabinetsCarpenterPaper And Pencil Author:Burne Hogarth
“all through my childhood, my father kept from me the knowledge that the daily papers printed daily box scores, allowing me to believe that without my personal renderings of all those games he missed while he was at work, he would be unable to follow our team in the only proper way a team should be followed, day by day, inning by inning. In other words, without me, his love for baseball would be forever incomplete.” WayShouldBelieveWould BeFatherGamesForeverTeamChildhoodPaperBaseballBoxesScoreAllowingPapersHis LovePrintedIncompleteRendering Author:Doris Kearns Goodwin
“My father urged Alan [Lomax] not to repeat the mistakes of the European folklorists who, a century ago, had collected these peasant songs and then arranged them for part choir and accompanied them on piano, and then told the young people of their country, "Don't change a note, this is our sacred heritage." Father said, whether it's a fiddle tune or a gospel song, learn it right off the record from the people who grew up with it. Don't just learn it from a piece of paper.” PeopleSaidCountryYoungSongFatherMistakeRecordsPiecesCenturyGrewPaperGrew UpSacredNotesPianoRepeatsTunesHeritagePeasantsDon't ChangeChoirFiddleGospel Songs Author:Pete Seeger
“I have a very hyper-sensitive sister, and when she saw in the papers the next day that I had proclaimed myself the daughter of an immigrant, she didn't like it at all, and was with difficulty deterred from writing to the press that my father might be an immigrant, but not hers.” WritingMightNextFatherSawsPaperDaughterDifficultyPressesSensitiveImmigrantsNext DayPapersHyper Author:Margaret Case Harriman
“When Bach died some of his children sold his scores to the butcher they had decided the paper was more useful for wrapping meat. In a small village in Germany a father brought home a limp goose wrapped in paper that was covered with strange and beautiful symbols.” ChildrenHomeBeautifulFatherStrangePaperDecidedDiedSymbolsMeatGermanyScoreVillageCoveredGeeseButchersWrappingSmall Villages Book:The Secret Lives of People in Love Source: The Secret Lives of People in Love
“Nearly all literature, in one sense, is made up of guide-books. Old ones tell us the ways our fathers went, through the thoroughfares and courts of old; but how few of those former places can their posterity trace, amid avenues of modern erections; to how few is the old guide-book now a clew! Every age makes its own guide-books, and the old ones are used for waste paper.” WayMadeBookAgeUsedFatherLiteratureModernWastePaperCourtGuidesFormerPosterityAvenuesOur Father Book:Works: Redburn, his first voyage Source: Works: Redburn, his first voyage
“My father was an electrical engineer who worked at Westinghouse in Pittsburgh. When I was growing up, my mother wrote humor columns for the local paper. She was the Erma Bombeck of Murrysville, Pa.” MotherFatherGrowing UpGrowingPaperLocalsEngineersColumnsElectricalPittsburgh Author:Jason Kilar