Voices in the Wind

As an adopted boy, I always had a feeling I was being called. It stayed with me most of my life, but at seventy years old, those voices became real. I was about to discover who my father was and learn more about his history. He had died as a young man in prison. What I did get for all my pain was a family, voices that stretched from Dublin to California. This song is my letter, my voice, answering theirs.