My younger sister and I used to write music and sing together, and we came up with a silly little song which included "doo-bee-doo" as part of the lyrics. It was one of my sweet father's favorites and always made him smile. He died when I was 17, and he was my heart.
I want to keep his memory alive, and this is one of the small, simple ways I do that. He'll always be with me.
Few things reveal your intellect and your generosity of spirit—the parallel powers of your heart and mind—better than how you give feedback.~Maria Popova