A song called "Simple Man" by Lynyrd Skynyrd came on as my dad and I drove a stretch of highway that hummed between patchwork fields and big, sturdy barns.
An amber hue had fallen on the countryside, and this simple song fit the scene like a pair of worn-in boots.
"Forget your lust for the rich man's gold.
All that you need is in your soul.
And you can do this if you try..."
It was a poignant soundtrack for a ride home.
