The question actually comes up quite a bit.  "How do you routinely play music surrounded by people drinking when you don't??  Doesn't it bother you?"  “Weren't you a....you know...a...”

The simple answer is well - Yes it does bother me…

Around 1990, on weekends I'd drive home from college and hang around in the local watering hole in the basement of the Wells Inn in Sistersville WV.  Every few weeks an ‘older’ gentlemen (I winced as I typed that,…

As promised, I am sharing the different parts of my sabbatical journey in the only way I know how.  In story.

Because stone walls do a prison make 'n iron bars a cage, any man who says they don't -…

I just had to get this off my chest.  As I continue my journey through the manuscript for my 2nd book, I am encouraged that my book will depict my home in the way that it should be.  Not perfect.…

Everyone has a passion.  Like a bellybutton.  Mine has always been music.  In some ways its one of the least realistic passions a person can pursue.  It has and always will be an emotional rollercoaster me. As an insecure kid…

I had the strangest dream last night.  I've been in a weird place (I know big shock) recently.  I've crossed so many things off my bucket list in such short order, I'm suddenly not sure what the future holds.  And…