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Today is my dads birthday and I gotta tell you about my pops and a song that was on repeat in the cassette player.

My dad grew up in a tough distant family, 5 kids in the family, religious mother and a abusive father. He fought for every penny he ever made. He was the type of guy to hurt himself to make someone laugh, kinda like what Steve-O does. He was tall, dark with dark hair. A huge smile with really messed up teeth. He had a great musical taste ranging from Frank Sinatra to modern alt-rock. He taught me how to look for the good in every man and woman. He was tough on me, but I didn't mind. He taught me how to throw a knuckle ball and a slider. He was the only person to every fully believe in me and back up whatever I said. I'm proud to call him my pops.

My dad loved Cat Stevens, he had every box CD set and record, so I was forced to listen.

I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul
Where I'll end up, well, I think only God really knows
I've sat upon the setting sun
But never, never, never, never
I never wanted water once
No never, never, never
I listen to my words but they fall far below
I let my music take me where my heart wants to go
I swam upon the Devil's lake
But never, never, never, never
I'll never make the same mistake
No, never, never, never