Who’s Already Dreaming of Father’s Day?

Yes, it’s just October, and it seems like the 2019 Father’s Day Festival in Grass Valley is still right there in the rearview mirror, but in fact, lots of folks are busily at work putting together a great experience for the 2020 festival week. CBA Summer Music...

Who’s in Your Tent?

The debate rages on within the CBA – should the focus of the organization be on preserving the most traditional forms of bluegrass, gospel, and old-time music, or should a wider range of styles be included in the mix? Is our mission to stubbornly insist on Stanley...

Whose Voice is That?

Suppose a close longtime friend, whom you have not seen for ten years, calls you up on the telephone. You pick up the phone and your friend starts talking without saying their name. It wouldn’t take you very much time to realize whose voice it was on the other side of...

Why all of my pets are wild

Every year around the last of Feb., or the first of March I always remember two of the closest, and bestest friends I’ll ever have in my life. It was about this time of the year that I lost boh of them. The first one to enter into my life was 3 years old when we...

Why all of my pets are wild

Every year around the last of Feb., or the first of March I alwaysremember two of the closest, and bestest friends I’ll ever have inmy life. It was about this time of the year that I lost boh ofthem. The first one to enter into my life was 3 years old when...

Why Am I Making This?

Homemade. Made from scratch. Made by hand. When food goes through your mother’s or your grandmother’s kitchen, taking its own sweet time, being chopped, basted, fried, toasted, and then set on a hand-crocheted hot pad on the sunny country-kitchen table, you have a...

Why Bluegrass

Some have probably heard the story about all of the learned academics who were summoned from across the globe to answer one simple question. Many spent weeks writing volumes to answer the question, but none were able to provide an acceptable answer. The field of...

Why Don’t Kids Come With Instructions?

The sallow woman across from me dabbed her eyes with a rough tissue. He husband rested his forearms on the table, his palms pressed together and fingers interlaced. His jaw was clenching and unclenching. This parent teacher conference was not going well. Their...

Why Don’t Kids Come With Instructions?

(Editor’s Note–Marcos from 2011.  RE)The sallow woman across from me dabbed her eyes with a rough tissue. He husband rested his forearms on the table, his palms pressed together and fingers interlaced. His jaw was clenching and unclenching. This...

Why I Always Tell the Truth

Every now and then I post a new short story I’ve just completed; today is one of those days. This one is the title story of a short fiction collection that will be published and available come this spring.WHY I ALWAYS TELL THE TRUTHPreambleI have never used a...