My dad was a Beach Boys fan. His favorites: "In My Room," "Wouldn't it be Nice," and "God Only Knows." He was also oddly fond of Barry McGuire's version of "Eve of Destruction."

But the song that's stuck in my craw since he passed away last week is a Sesame Street gem...

He sang this song his entire life. Why not? It features a mustache, numbers, kids, frugality, silliness, and a helpful kindness that epitomized Robert Elliott Pound (1947-2019).

Missin' him something fierce.