Post by Bill on Sept 7, 2007 22:59:33 GMT -5
When Bill gives out the homework, he does it right!!!
To answer the question of what Patsy means to me would probably fill a book, but I’ll try to be succinct.
Patsy is, and has been for many years of my life, and inspiration to me.
But, what does that mean?
Is it Patsy the singer, Patsy the cowgirl with a swagger that is unforgettable, Patsy the urbane chartreuse, Patsy the kind hearted mother and giving person, Patsy the angel singing hymns that are straight from Heaven, Ginny Hensley the hard working gal from the wrong side of the tracks, or all of the above??
Well, for me, sometimes it’s all of the above, and sometimes it’s just one, or it’s a few.
That’s the beauty of Patsylove to me. It has so many facets, and never falls short.
Patsy Cline is a person and inspiration for all occasions; a woman for all seasons, if you will.
Patsy has been the background music for much of my life, as I grew up with my mom playing her records. Childhood happiness, sadness, and changes all kept time with her beautiful voice.
Life went on; I got older, and drifted away from my roots in so many ways, including listening to the music that I grew up with.
As I came to a crisis point, having come very close to giving up my Christianity, I popped a CD into my car that I had bought the night before on a lark. I was driving aimlessly, tortured about my life.
There she was again. Hadn’t heard her in a while…. That angelic voice pouring out her love of God as she filled my car with the lyrics of “Life’s Railway”… I was moved to tears, and it was a pivotal, defining moment in my life. I could keep going in the direction that I was headed, or I could lay it all down, make some huge sacrifices, and return to my roots, and to my God. Patsy’s sweet voice guided me to the right path.
Times have been sometimes tough since then, but that’s ok, because I call on the other facets of this amazing woman when I’m struggling. Standing up for your family and what is right, not settling for second best, being kind, being vulnerable, being strong… All of those things I have seen in her, and in her story, and she spurs me onward. I call on those qualities a million times a day. I think of how hard she had it, and I realize how easy I have it.
I can’t tell you of a particular song that is my favorite, as many of you can’t either, because they are all so incredible.
It’s just the voice, the essence, the story.
She is the kind of person that I would like to be. I know she wasn’t perfect, but who the hell is?
I admire her spunk, drive, passion, talent, and goodness. I always look at pictures and film, and look at her eyes.. To me, the kindness is overwhelming. The eyes are the window to the soul, and I’ve spent a good deal of time studying these ones, trying to get a feel for the person. I see a kind, loving, and sometimes sad person staring back.
I often wonder what was she thinking? Was she worried about the kids? Wondering when she’d ever get home? Worrying about other family? Or just plain tired, but had to push onward…
I guess I’ll never really know, but I’d like to think that she had some happiness in her short life. I certainly hope she has, because she has brought happiness and joy to so many.
She has brought so many folks together. Some of my dearest friends have come into my life because of Patsy; and I love each and every one of you.
She has new young fans every day, her legacy will never die; it will only grow over time.
We are united in awe of this woman who is the voice of a lifetime. Another won’t come along in my life, I’m sure. And that’s fine, because we have been blessed with the best.
Happy Birthday, Ginny. I wish you were here to share it with your family. My heart and prayers go out to them, as they’ve carried on without you in their lives. I wish it could be different. You would be proud of them. But, I know you see them and know all there is to know. Smile down on them always.
As for us, know that we love you, and will do our best to remember you with love, respect and dignity.
You will always be my heroine and inspiration.
May your star shine forever.
Theresa Rado-Shalaby
To answer the question of what Patsy means to me would probably fill a book, but I’ll try to be succinct.
Patsy is, and has been for many years of my life, and inspiration to me.
But, what does that mean?
Is it Patsy the singer, Patsy the cowgirl with a swagger that is unforgettable, Patsy the urbane chartreuse, Patsy the kind hearted mother and giving person, Patsy the angel singing hymns that are straight from Heaven, Ginny Hensley the hard working gal from the wrong side of the tracks, or all of the above??
Well, for me, sometimes it’s all of the above, and sometimes it’s just one, or it’s a few.
That’s the beauty of Patsylove to me. It has so many facets, and never falls short.
Patsy Cline is a person and inspiration for all occasions; a woman for all seasons, if you will.
Patsy has been the background music for much of my life, as I grew up with my mom playing her records. Childhood happiness, sadness, and changes all kept time with her beautiful voice.
Life went on; I got older, and drifted away from my roots in so many ways, including listening to the music that I grew up with.
As I came to a crisis point, having come very close to giving up my Christianity, I popped a CD into my car that I had bought the night before on a lark. I was driving aimlessly, tortured about my life.
There she was again. Hadn’t heard her in a while…. That angelic voice pouring out her love of God as she filled my car with the lyrics of “Life’s Railway”… I was moved to tears, and it was a pivotal, defining moment in my life. I could keep going in the direction that I was headed, or I could lay it all down, make some huge sacrifices, and return to my roots, and to my God. Patsy’s sweet voice guided me to the right path.
Times have been sometimes tough since then, but that’s ok, because I call on the other facets of this amazing woman when I’m struggling. Standing up for your family and what is right, not settling for second best, being kind, being vulnerable, being strong… All of those things I have seen in her, and in her story, and she spurs me onward. I call on those qualities a million times a day. I think of how hard she had it, and I realize how easy I have it.
I can’t tell you of a particular song that is my favorite, as many of you can’t either, because they are all so incredible.
It’s just the voice, the essence, the story.
She is the kind of person that I would like to be. I know she wasn’t perfect, but who the hell is?
I admire her spunk, drive, passion, talent, and goodness. I always look at pictures and film, and look at her eyes.. To me, the kindness is overwhelming. The eyes are the window to the soul, and I’ve spent a good deal of time studying these ones, trying to get a feel for the person. I see a kind, loving, and sometimes sad person staring back.
I often wonder what was she thinking? Was she worried about the kids? Wondering when she’d ever get home? Worrying about other family? Or just plain tired, but had to push onward…
I guess I’ll never really know, but I’d like to think that she had some happiness in her short life. I certainly hope she has, because she has brought happiness and joy to so many.
She has brought so many folks together. Some of my dearest friends have come into my life because of Patsy; and I love each and every one of you.
She has new young fans every day, her legacy will never die; it will only grow over time.
We are united in awe of this woman who is the voice of a lifetime. Another won’t come along in my life, I’m sure. And that’s fine, because we have been blessed with the best.
Happy Birthday, Ginny. I wish you were here to share it with your family. My heart and prayers go out to them, as they’ve carried on without you in their lives. I wish it could be different. You would be proud of them. But, I know you see them and know all there is to know. Smile down on them always.
As for us, know that we love you, and will do our best to remember you with love, respect and dignity.
You will always be my heroine and inspiration.
May your star shine forever.
Theresa Rado-Shalaby