As Merle Sowders son I'm reading the kind condolences given by family and friends of my Dad and give all my heart felt thanks to you.
My Dad meant so much to me as I was growing up with his hard work to put food on the table for his wife and three children. He would work all the overtime he could even when he was exhausted to accomplish this. But there was another side to my father.
From a child he was taught by his mother and others to read music and play the piano. He did get training at Grunewald School of Music and went to BTS in Cleveland Tennessee. His dad played the banjo, his mom the piano some as I recall, his sister played the piano, his brother who passed away as a boy played the violin. He and his Mom and Sister would sing in church on many occasions. Forgive me family if the facts aren't perfect. Going on my memory at 66 is a scary thing.
I was telling my brother yesterday that I had been thinking about dad being so talented. My brother mentioned one of the big bands back in the day offered him to tour with them but he refused the offer. You see he felt the calling of God to use his talent for the Lord. Yes he could have been famous and I've heard his mother even may have encouraged him to pursue the fame but he was content to play for choirs and church quartets as a Minister of Music. I just watched him over the years playing in various churches and was so proud of him. I don't know if he knew how much I looked up to him, so in his last days suffering with dementia I would hold his hand and tell him I loved him and how good he played the piano. He was a Good Husband, a Good Father, a Humble Godly Man. My Father, "MERLE B. SOWDER"