I have always had a weak spot in my heart and in the back of my mind for good stories. The story of a soldier. The story of a lover. The story of a father and provider. And I suppose these kinds of stories somewhat shaped my image of the man I wanted to call husband, and the friends I wanted to call brother and sister.
Last night I listened to some of these stories from one of my favorite artists, Billy Joel. He has an uncanny ability to capture the human condition into his songs, and I highly recommend clicking on one of those links up there if you’re looking for a good story.