"That's My Job" Conway Twitty

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Sebastian Duran

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This song will break you.

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Kevin Horath

it was played at my Dads funeral by my request, he introduced me to the song and it brought back that memory of sitting in the truck listening to it with him. powerful memories.

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George Waters

If you listen to this on Father's Day, it will break you.
Awesome song.

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Silverblade Dagger

My dad died Dec 9, 2021. This song means so much to me now than it did when I first heard it in the mid-80s. I always feared losing him, because I idolized him so much, and he did everything for the family without complaint, without the need for praise, and without the urge to brag or boast. My dad didn't speak much, he was a reserved man, so he didn't say "I love you" or "I'm proud of you" often, because if he said those words frequently to the point they lose meaning, it wouldn't be genuine, sincere, and from the heart. They would lose the gravity of them, so he was sparing in throwing that weight around. He said those two phrases in actions, by getting or doing things to show his love for us, and show he was proud of us.

My dad and I were close, even though we didn't talk much. We didn't have to talk. We had a sort of mind reading ability, were we could do some project and know what the other is thinking. I can't really describe it, but it was just extremely cool to give him a look and you'd know he understood. It's like me and my sister, saying the same thing at the same time, or finishing each other's sentences. The only time my mom saw my dad excited was when I was born, because I had his copper red hair and his nose!

My mom and dad dated for 8 years, meeting for the first time at my grandfather's funeral. When I was a few months along inside mom, they got married, and they were married for 46 years. They didn't argue, didn't yell, never fought. They loved each other deeply, and had many happy years together. I wish every couple had their kind of love and peace!

Every day since he passed, I tell the wind or the quiet darkness of the night how much I love him and miss him. I tell about things I did to look after my elderly mother, who has Alzheimer's. I talk about all the struggles I go through having all the extra responsibility of taking care of our finances and bills, repairing what breaks, making sure we got food to eat, the tough choices I have had to make, my hopes that I get it right, and my fears of getting it all wrong. I tell about the things I did "For The Family", because I promised him before he went into the hospital, while in the hospital, and on his grave that I would look after our family, and I've done my best to keep that promise. It's the only way I can truly be like him and show how much I love him, because that's my job, that's what I do, everything I do is because of him, to keep his memory alive, and keep my solemn promise to him.

Update: Today (June 14th) would have been my folks' 48th wedding anniversary. Mom, my sister and two nephews, and I went to dad's grave today. Afterward, I drove mom around cruising since the day is absolutely glorious. As we pulled in the backyard, so my mom could get out without having to deal with stairs, "That's My Job" started on my radio. I grabbed her arm, told her to get in, and cranked up the volume so she could hear it. It took all I had not to break down while hearing it. It seemed like dad was talking through the song with each line and lyric. I mean, what are the odds that of the 1,000s of songs to play, on this particular day, and considering where we came home from, that THIS would play just as we got home?