I Paid My Father $250 in Rent Every Month for Five Years. After His Funeral, His Best Friend Gave Me a Key and a Box.

I appreciated that he didn’t force me to find a silver lining.

We returned to the song and spent the rest of the afternoon arranging it.

Owen came in with a bass line so subtle it was almost felt rather than heard.

Pete added a warm keyboard tone.

For one brief hour, I felt as if the people who had known my parents were building a bridge rather than a memorial.

I recorded a final guide vocal.