He Stopped Loving Her Today

Since it's Father's Day I thought I'd post this classic song, He Stopped Loving Her Today by George Jones. The Possum is without doubt one of the greatest singers but the greatest man I've ever known is my dad. Named Noel because he was born just before Christmas, he was a big, tough Irish man with the warmest smile and a mischievous twinkle in his eye, who held his ground but never, ever held a grudge. He had a great sense of humour and a soft and gentle side too though I only saw him cry three times: once when he was watching that old movie The Bells Of St Mary where Ingrid Bergman plays the nun who dies of tuberculosis, just once when he was very sick, nearing the end of his life, and the thought of being parted from us momentarily overwhelmed him and once when he was listening to this song, by his favourite singer George Jones. He would put the record on, sit there, eyes closed and get lost in the music. I can't really blame him since it quite honestly is the saddest song ever written even more touching thanks to Jones' sob in the voice delivery. So, as corny as it sounds, this song will always make me think of my dad, a great man and a great song to remember him by.