Circles of Life

Today seemed to be one of those “nostalgic” days for me. I cant tell you why, but it seemed that every thing I heard or did all day reminded me of some instance of long ago, that is etched indelibly in my memory. I’m sure that everyone has these kind...

Circles of Life

Today seemed to be one of those “nostalgic” days for me. I cant tell you why, but it seemed that every thing I heard or did all day reminded me of some instance of long ago, that is etched indelibly in my memory. I’m sure that everyone has these kind...

Circles of Life

Today seemed to be one of those “nostalgic” days for me. I cant tell you why, but it seemed that every thing I heard or did all day reminded me of some instance of long ago, that is etched indelibly in my memory. I’m sure that everyone has these kind...

City Boy

Simple kind of life never did me no harm Raising me a family and working on the farm Days are all filled with a certain country charm Thank God I’m a country boy This music we all love is rural. I know there are a few good city songs in the mix, but most of them are...

Clarence White

The topic of my column this month was all decided and mapped out. Ready to go, actually. All decided, mapped out and ready to go until a 2:00am Facebook post changed it all. The legendary Roland White (he of the impeccable bluegrass pedigree, one of Bill Monroe’s...

Claude

In the past I’ve written a couple of columns on Claude, The “Singing” Dog. I wrote about how Claude was homeless in Oregon, and how he made his way up the driveway of friends of mine, a house on a five acre, tree studded paradise that became Claude’s home for the last...

Claude The “Singing” Dog – Revisited

Seems like a couple of years ago I wrote a CBA Welcome Column about Claude The “Singing” Dog. Claude is a Jack Russell Terrier who lives near Cave Junction, Oregon. I have a singing, guitar playing buddy who adopted Claude. Claude was nameless some years ago when he...

Clear Channel

I got a brand new FM/AM console radio for Christmas. That may not sound very exciting to you but for me it was life changing. You see the year was 1969 and if I tuned my dial to 89 FM after 10 o’clock I might hear something like this:(Innocent voice): “I wonder what’s...