by Christine | Oct 18, 2016 | Welcome Column
Daily Grist–“Political correctness is pure cyanide to common sense.” JDRhynesThe first time I heard Merle Haggard sing on a radio was in June of 1964. I was in my 1956 Ford pickup and I was talking to a friend of mine in front of his house, in...
by Christine | Dec 22, 2011 | Welcome Column
Dear bluegrass family. Ever since “Da Rick” asked me to write the fourh thursday welcome message, I have always tried to dredge up a story from my “Bluegrass journey” of years past. However, this month is dramatically different and emotionally...
by Christine | Sep 19, 2019 | Welcome Column
Dear bluegrass family. Ever since “Da Rick” asked me to write thefourh thursday welcome message, I have always tried to dredge up astory from my “Bluegrass journey” of years past. However, this monthis dramatically different and emotionally...
by Christine | Aug 24, 2020 | Welcome Column
If you read the title of today’s piece and immediately thought of a classic rock song by The Who, then you’re probably part of my generation. Over the course of my sixty plus years I have had the good fortune to listen to some great music from many genres, including...
by Christine | Jul 10, 2020 | Welcome Column
My father’s father, was named Lee Rhynes. He was born in the state of Tennessee, in 1871, and was known far and wide as the strongest man in Newton County, Arkansas. My grand father was at least 6′ 6″ tall, weighed right at 300 lbs. and according to...
by Christine | Jun 25, 2009 | Welcome Column
Today’s column from J.D. Rhynes Thursday, June 25, 2009 My father’s father, was named Lee Rhynes. He was born in the state of Tennessee, in 1871, and was known far and wide as the strongest man in Newton County, Arkansas. My grand father was at least...
by Christine | Apr 18, 2011 | Welcome Column
Tucked away in a closet for decades, wrapped up in old newspapers is a very special package. The fragile contents had seen many years of use but then eventually became a decorative item hanging on a wall for over three quarters of a century. This was my Grandfather’s...
by Christine | Oct 23, 2020 | Welcome Column
For years, I remembered that my grandmother played banjo; my grandfather played fiddle. I was lucky to have been brought up in a musical family—large family gatherings were often accompanied by banjo, fiddle, harmonica, guitar, piano, accordion, jugs, and spoons. We...
by Christine | Nov 12, 2012 | Welcome Column
I was about 8 years (1973) when I first heard this heartfelt music. I would go to my grandfather’s house on some Sunday mornings. He was a preacher and an exceptionally great man. He would play the old time bluegrass gospel on his turntable as I sat on his lap...
by Christine | Apr 4, 2008 | Welcome Column
Some of us live our entire lives looking for that one elusive something that will finally make us whole. We spend our existence trudging up hill after lonely hill to see if the grass is greener on the other side. No matter what personal accomplishments, what...
