Starting to get it

From the moment that I first attended a bluegrass campout, I felt that my stars had finally lined up and all was correct with my universe. It was a cold, wet March, and I was oblivious to the elements. Basically, I was numb from the experience of being in the middle...

Staying Connected

Usually when I sit down to write my monthly welcome column, I have a topic in mind and make mental and “sticky” notes of things I want to include. This month happens to be the exception. I was waiting for an inspiration that never came until late this week. I had...

Steaks, Happiness, and Liberty

I’m fixing on going out to our local butcher shop and buying enough meat to feed about two pounds to the person. It will be marinated for two days and then barbequed to a perfect medium-rare. There’ll be about a pound of homemade potato salad and coleslaw per plate....