What a sad couple of days. First Mikey and now Andy Griffith.
I’ll keep it simple here. The Andy Griffith Show was one of the best shows ever and we owe that to the vision of a man who wanted to portray decency and kindness in a world that was rapidly changing. Much like my own father, Sheriff Taylor was a dad who sometimes struggled with being firm and gentle (as in “Opie the Birdman” and “Mr. McBeeVee”), but who always seemed to find a way to do so. Griffith shaped his character to be to sort of man who we respected and to whom we could look for answers when confusion overwhelmed us. Even as Matlock, Griffith maintained a quiet dignity, albeit with a bit more sass.
As an actor, he could make you laugh as easily as he could make you cry. As a singer, his voice could wrench your heart. As a guitar picker, he could make you dance.
An American original, Andy Griffith. For all he accomplished in his life, perhaps his greatest gift to us all was being Every Dad, the father we all wished for, the man we could count on to show us right from wrong — even if only from the glow of a television screen.
I also love this particular song.