Persimmons

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The rock n’ roll road is no place to be when autumn rolls up its blanket of fallen leaves to make way for the snow that will surely follow. Summer has long gone, and autumn’s final days are just a … Read More

Buddy

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I’ve been making music as a profession for two months shy of sixty years. Wow.  During all those years of traveling, I have made and lost many friends. While some were just familiar acquaintances, mostly involved in our engagements, others became … Read More

Shrooms

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“Mike is coming Sunday,” Marc told us as he headed back to his apartment. “Cool,” I said. “Looking forward to it.” Mike would be Mike Snyder of WildWise Botanicals. Marc is our oldest son who became involved in clearing an … Read More

Bind

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A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about a family reunion out here in our woods. It was a wonderful time having the whole family together. In that story, I talked about the gallery where Ashley, our daughter-in-law, would be … Read More

Homecoming

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I was sitting in my chair in front of the TV wondering when Matt and Ashley would arrive. They were coming down from Kansas City to pick up Jan’s car. With two excited dogs, here they are. Being city dogs … Read More

I Can’t Go Home

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Brewer and Shipley have never shied away from combining lyrics about rough times with gentle music. This is no exception. While we wrote the song for ourselves when we had been stuck on the rock n’ roll road for months, … Read More

Butt-Dial

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The phone in my rear pocket was vibrating. I scrambled to get to it before they hung up. Who is it? I’m out on the river trying to catch a trout when someone calls. It must be important. Most people … Read More

Cardboard

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This is a story about toys. My toys. Not the computers, cameras, and guitars I play with today. The toys of my youth were a very different thing. When I was very young, WWII was still in bloom and there … Read More

Happy Birthday

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The 29th. A guy should never be intimidated by a number but that one always gets me. It all goes back to a time when I was first getting to know the girl that would become my wife. A girl … Read More

Bolivia

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“You are going where?” Jan asked in disbelief.  She probably wasn’t as surprised as she let on. In all the years we have been together she has gotten used to me telling her about some far-away place I wanted to … Read More

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