I have been told there was a time when a person was judged upon the words that emanated from his mouth. A person’s character could be seen in his deeds and by what he would say and sometimes what he would not say. I have met many people in my life. Some, I would not […]
One of the early influences that impacted my musical and spiritual life were those emanating from the legacy of the Sullivan Family of Alabama. When my career in bluegrass was beginning I often found myself appearing on shows with Jerry (1933-2014) and Tammy Sullivan, carrying on that legacy but forging a new path of their […]
The sweet smell of honeysuckle lightly drifted over the back porch steps as I sit at the top of a thirty-step descent to the ground below. At three-years-old this was a surmountable achievement to navigate these without tumbling to the bottom. And in reality my mother was always watchfully standing by looking through the porch […]
I stood at the edge of the mountain and looked down at the green of the fields below. The fields were cut neatly into the shapes that the farmers had cultivated them in for years. The blue sky around me seemed to almost envelope me as I stood amongst the rocks and trees listening to […]
I am walking across what seems to be an endless stretch of desert, with each step I hear my feet sink further and further into the sand. Each step is harder to make. The heat is unbearable as I stop and wipe my brow and replace my hat as I look up at a cloudless […]
Lightning flashes streaking across the sky eerily lighting the night. The wind blows swaying the tree limbs whistling as the rain beats intermittently in rhythm against the wall outside the window. The sounds and sights beckon the opening scene of a television mystery or an old black and white horror film.
How many times a day do I reach over and hit the squirt top of an antibacterial and rub down my hands? As I think on this practice, I wonder sometimes how I ever survived my childhood? How did any of us?
I walked up the street around the Square in Covington, Ga. looking in the windows at the items on display in the store windows. It was warm that September afternoon as I took a few minutes from the set to find the peace in my mind away from the sounds of the assistant directors calling […]
It seems just like yesterday that I was assisting historian/author James R. Goff, author of “Close Harmony: a History of Southern Gospel,” and retired Singing News Magazine editor Jerry Kirksey in their search for artifacts and film reflecting the earliest years of Southern gospel music.
Some of the most difficult times to watch are when someone we know is trying to be there for a loved one when he or she is coming to the end of his or her journey. As I think back through the years, I remember watching my mother and father as they reached out to […]
