A Camping We Will Go!

Having seen his shadow on February second, Punxsutawney Phil returned to his underground digs. The intrepid “one day a year weather gopher” gets to sleep another five or so weeks until spring. Meanwhile, we humans get to brave the elements until the cold of winter...

A Christmas Poem

This will be my last “3rd Sunday” Welcome Column. I hope to fill an occasional gap when a column is needed, but otherwise I am stepping aside. It has been a real privilege, and frankly quite humbling to work along side the other Welcome Columnists, who are such...

A Clean Break

As many of you know, I am a vocalist and I accompany myself on the guitar. For about 50 years I got by with just playing rhythm, chords, and a few walking bass runs, hammer-ons and pull-offs. After getting hooked on Bluegrass a few years ago, I began to have regrets...