Thursday, October 6, 2011

Construction Man

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    The hours turn into days, and those days creep into weeks, yet he still presses on.
    It's cold and he might feel alone on top of those windy mountains and dusty hills, but that man doesn't complain once.
    Sometimes he might feel like no one cares, or no one knows the sacrifice he's made. 
    But they do.
    Whenever he comes home, they see it in his eyes.  He'll wrap his strong arms around his wife and children, hug them like it might be the last time, because they've all known loneliness.
    Then, he'll leave again--work in the blistering sun, the stabbing rain and the freezing winters.
    Years pass and his wife still can't fathom how he does it, or how she chanced upon someone so amazing.  After all, she's seen the strange places he's been.  The cliffs which loom high and dangerous.  The holes he bores into the Earth that seem like the work of giants.  
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    It's a sacrifice each time they're apart, but worth it when they're together--as if color enriches their sights, and every sound has a silvery tone. 
    It's because that man is what warriors are made from.  He's giving and kind, gentle in the strangest ways, yet so unyielding no one wants to cross him.  He knows the value of a hard day's work.  He knows that when he comes home, he'll find children who adore him, and a wife who loves him more every day.
    Because it's people like this selfless man, who really keep our country going.  It's the truckers, who haul goods day in and out.  It's the workers who toil and labor.  It's the kind construction folk who work hard to repair our roads, and give us finer things and modern conveniences.
    This is a tribute to them . . .  
    Because you haven't been forgotten.  
    For everything you've done and 
everything you still do--THANK YOU!
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    Cade, my brother Shane (here's a link to his blog: Middle Damned) and I wrote a song for my father.  I thought it would be fun to share it with you today.     
    The first song is called "Construction Man."
    Song #2 is one I wrote for Cade.
    I hope you'll enjoy our music!
If you're wondering, Cade and I are singing.
I'm playing the violin, and Cade's playing the guitar.





For more information about our music, please click here:
Our Music: The Fifth Side

23 comments:

  1. What a wonderful tribute for your dad Elisabeth. It is certainly not an occupation for the weak.

    Excellent work with the songs--you and your brother have talent. "Together" is great.

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  2. So true, they keep the country, towns, etc. going and helps things keep growing. Even if lately things are going to crap, they are still out there daily no matter the weather taking the work lap.

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  3. This is written with so much love and kindness. Reminds me of the feeling you get when you're in a deeply connected relationship. Beautiful.

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  4. I loved your post but I couldn't open the video. I'll try again later.

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  5. Nicley done as usual you crazy woman!
    Cade better suck up to you after that lovely tribute. I'm thinking dinner, a movie and some romance groooowl

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  6. Craziness, you crack me up...lol.
    Seriously Veal, that was lovely. My other half does that type of thing too, and I respect him for getting out there and breaking his back every day....even if I'm the one who's always giving the back rubs and never getting them..hmmm Here's to good husbands!

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  7. Btw..I forgot to add that I love your music...:) Husband and I sing together, but it tends to decimate the cat population in our neighborhood, so we had to quit..

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  8. Loved both songs, but especially "Together"!

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  9. What a great way to show appreciated to an underrated group of people. You are correct though, it is the construction workers that keep our societies moving :)

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  10. Wow! You are very talented! Thank you for sharing!

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  11. Dang, Elisa. You two are really good.

    Love,
    Lola

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  12. Awww. So sweet! Your writing is so fluid and soft in the thoughts it provokes. Great stuff Elisa, as always. :D

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  13. You are awesome. Great depiction of a hardworking construction worker. I have many in my family, and they are tough. Take care and thanks for sharing my story post on Twitter and such :-)

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  14. Dear Elisa, what a lovely tribute not only to your loved ones but to all the women and men who work so hard to build our country and to keep it running. They are the backbone of our country.

    Both of your songs touched me. The words "You're the rhythm; I'm the melody" keep playing within in. So lovely. And the final seconds of that song when you and Cade played without words spoke volumes about your trust in one another.

    Peace.

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  15. What a beautiful, heartfelt piece of writing. I could see him, feel his wife's awe, everything. Wonderful! Lovely music too. What a talented person you are!

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  16. Love this post. So fitting. And the photography! Lovely!

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  17. You never cease to amaze me.

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  18. This is a wonderful tribute to those who do so much. Beautifully done!

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  19. I'm back, just in time to tell you this is wonderful post, and your music is way cool, you rock!

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  20. This is a breath-takingly beautiful tribute to your dad. Makes me appreciate the sacrifices of my hard-working hubby a bit more myself! Thank you!!

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  21. I cried when I read this. It was awe inspiring. You are so talented with words and music! Boy I miss my husband so badly, and knowing he will be home sometime tonight or in the morning it makes my heart ache.

    On a lighter note, construction workers sure are damn sexy too!

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  22. Wow. Just...wow. Thanks for sharing that with us, Elisa.

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