A Life From Two Perspectives
People think that they must satisfy countless social, religious, and personal groups. Countless friends and family individuals.
They are wrong. There are only two people you have to please in your life.
This is about how I learned that. And how I came to please them.
My dad, Emory Barnes, died March 8, 1995, when I was in my early fourties.
I remember standing at his deathbed in San Jose, California. He had deteriorated greatly, the cancer eating him until he no longer resembled the handsome singer who had performed with Nat King Cole, who I’d actually watched record the back-up vocals for “Rambling Rose.” (more…)