A High Premium on Friendship

It seems like every year at Grass Valley some theme or concept develops for me throughout the week and then serves to encapsulate that particular Fathers Day Festival. The concept reverberating in my weary, half-awake brain as I pulled out of Gate Four last morning...

A late Sunday column

We’re very late getting today’s Welcome message up. I just arrived home from the Parkfeild Festival; thought I had today’s column covered but apparently not. I’d really like to tell you all about four wonderful days of bluegrass on the central...

A Liberal Vampire in North Carolina

I’m sitting here in the comfort of my home, dog sleeping at my side (like many dogs he wants to spoon against my side or legs…it amazes me how a 30 lb dog can push me or my wife off the bed), some clocks ticking, the occasional whirr of the refrigerator, a few passing...

A Life in Full

Most of us, at one time or another, have pondered what we would do if we were told we had a specific short time to live. Usually, the proffered answers involve traveling, living it up, smelling the roses – stuff like that. It’s a fun intellectual exercise. Unless, of...

A Lifetime Musical Odyssey

I have often wondered what my life would have been like had I not heard Bill Monroe on the radio that early morning back about 1943 or 44. I’m sure my bluegrass family has heard me tell this story before about the first time I heard Bill Monroe on the radio. It...