Everybody on both sides of my family had nicknames. They weren’t meant to hurt anyone, just a friendly jab at your ego, “so you don’t get to big for your britches” I suppose. My dad was Red (he had flaming red hair as a boy) Read More …

I have an old Airstream trailer that I take on trips to music festivals just to be close to the action so to speak, and to be truthful, I prefer it to a motel room unless it’s a newer motel. Sometimes my wife Rosie don’t Read More …

My dad used to love to spin a yarn as they say,and as he got older he loved to tell them, as if to say, this is what I did while I was here on earth. I’m not sure if he was aware of that Read More …

I have an old conversion van, one that,( like me ) in it’s day, it was top of the line. Leather seats, a t.v., two stereos, elec. leather seats, elec. fold down couch,and over head storage trimmed in natural wood and mirrors with mood lighting. Read More …

We have nine rooms in this house (counting my shop where I build and repair guitars and anything else that gets broke) but one room is all mine ( the man cave). In order to clean this room you have to move things around . Read More …

This storm reminds me of a storm we had when I was a kid. We lived in a two room shack on a farm not far from here. My father had just landed a good job at a factory and though he knew the storm Read More …