And now for a tug on the old heartstrings

TG and Erica a/k/a "Little Boo" ... Homecoming, circa 2003In the late '80s, Kodak ran a TV commercial that without fail sent me running for the nearest box of Kleenex.
Father-daughter stuff nearly always gets to me like a swift blow to the solar plexus.
My dad was never in my life.
By the time I got married he'd been in his grave for over a decade.
Not to be Debbie Downer or anything!
Seriously ... this is meant to be a happy post.
So anyway, several times in the past few years I've searched on YouTube for the Kodak ad I liked so well that back in the day, I actually taped it on a VHS cassette.
Which I cannot find.
Never able to locate the ad on YouTube no matter how many search terms I used, I gave up.
Until today, when something I saw on another blog prompted me to try again. Just in case.
Yes! Yes, I am excruciatingly aware of the definition of insanity.
Notwithstanding, for the umpteenth time I typed into the YouTube I-double-dog-dare-you-to-find-what-you-are-looking-for line: kodak daddy's little girl.
And hit enter.
And gasped, and ran for the tissues.
Voila! Pay dirt. Here you go.
Oh and, no. No, Erica's not engaged. I wish. So does she.


Reader Comments (11)
Oh! I remember that one too! It always makes me tear up as well, and today was no exception!
It's a real tear jerker. I can see why you'd be searching.
Awwww. Daddy used to sing that song to me with his guitar. Sure does make me miss him!
I've catching up with your blog lately. Loved the one about Maw-maw and it brought back so many memories. I used to think that her and Pa-paw were so rich--especially with their fancy Christmas tree!
Love you.
Sorry--I should have proofread better-HA!
I remember that ad also (does that make me old?) ha. I'm always a sucker for the sappy ones.
that gets a big ole Awwwwwwwwwwwww! have a great weekend my friend! :)
My dad was never in my life either................ Because of alcoholism. -sigh-
Awww ...
My Dad wasn't at my wedding either, he died less than two years earlier. But he wasn't the kind of Dad who danced with me, or stuff like that. Family visits to events and places, sure. Board games, if I was lucky, very rarely ... but no bouncing on the knee or hugs or dancing. He was a hands-off Dad, although he was always there in body at least. *Sigh* Hard to know what you're missing at the time, but once I had kids of my own, I began to wonder, you know?
@Mari ... it's hard-hitting, no?
@irene ... I was so happy when my persistence paid off.
@Donna ... good to hear from you! I didn't see anything needed proofreading.
@Debbie ... me too.
@Angel ... I hope your weekend was all you'd hoped for!
@Aunt Amelia ... I hear you and I know exactly what you mean, luv.
@Jay ... I know he would have loved to be with you on your wedding day.
I didn't have my mother, growing up, but my kids were lucky. They have both parents after 30 years together, still.
I remember that commercial, as well. It always made me tear up, too.
@Jewel ... like you I am so grateful I was able to give my kids what I never had: a loving, involved father. With me as a mother they needed all the help they could get *chucklesnort* Good for you. Well done my friend.