The Road VI

Last week, I told you about my first car, a 1989 Camaro. I also told you that I was not the greatest driver as sixteen-year-old, in fact, quite the opposite. I have driven at speeds that would terrify anyone other than race car drivers and took chances that no one in their right mind shouldContinue reading “The Road VI”

Living IV – Listen to Me

Skittley be bop de boop de bop I have heard from people through the years that jazz is an acquired taste, and you either acquire it or you don’t; It’s kind of like rutabaga or persimmons in that way. As a musical form, it can be lively, unpredictable, and rarely played the same way twice,Continue reading “Living IV – Listen to Me”