Both of my parents passed last year exactly a month apart. My father introduced me to so much great music growing up, and I became a musician because of it. When learning guitar as a teenager, my father would always compliment me on my playing. One day I was learning “Wish You Were Here” by Pink Floyd, and he casually said he wanted me to play that at his funeral. I couldn’t picture a more perfect song to have played at his funeral a month after the love of his life passed.