Throwback Thursday ...

THROWBACK THURSDAY

Who remembers this ad?

My Dad was a member all those years ago. I remember him saying, "Pick an album you like". A phrase that will never be uttered in any modern day household today. I remember my small finger following down the musicians and album titles to choose from, in my tenth year of life. Yes, I came across Eddie Rabbit's, I Love A Rainy Night (with the album titled with the same name). Perhaps this is where my Country Rock / Country Pop attraction began. I remember the excitement when a thin square box held the mailbox cover open. My Dad handed it to me saying, "This is yours". I remember going into the living room and setting up my Dad's compact record player. I flipped open the paddle locks, found an outlet for power, took off the cellophane and placed the vinyl down. Turned the power on and placed the needle to hear my music choice. When he began to sing I knew I had made a good choice. I am unsure why this moment stands out to me, but I do believe it was only the beginning of a life that would always include the love of good music!

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Love Story in Burlington, VT ...

It started the morning I decided to visit Muddy Waters (Coffee House) in Burlington, Vermont. I was told by the locals that if I was looking for a quiet place to write and enjoy a good cup of java, this was the place. I entered into a few different level rooms containing booths, cozy benches and chairs. After ordering an Iced Machiatto, I settled into a nice corner bench adjacent to a bookshelf. It was quiet, the perfect seat to get some reading done. My reason for spending a quiet morning here was to work through a few more chapters in The Artist's Way. (Julia Cameron's ~ Guide to Inspire Artists). Upon looking around, I noticed that there was a small, rolled up piece of paper tucked away in the brick wall behind me. At first, I was not sure whether to take it out and read it, or not. Perhaps I have seen too many "Candid - Punked" like shows, and someone was watching my every move. Pushing these paranoid thoughts aside, I reached over, read it and I was elated...

Letter Likes ...

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Nashville Travels ...

As I left Logan Airport in Boston, I felt that I was opening a new window in my life. One of freedom. One of self-independence. I found my seat and settled in. The flight flew by and I was in Nashville before I knew it. I gathered my bags and headed to the outside passenger pickup curb. I was greeted with open arms by a friend that could easily be a Sister of mine. Before too long, I began seeing Nashville and Memphis signs on the highway. This was truly happening. A jaunt that was planned so quickly, felt more surreal by the moment. A quick re-cap of the tourist sites we took in were visiting the Grand Ole Opry Backstage Tour, Antique Archeology (American Pickers Gift Shop), Broadway (Street of Lights) and shopping in Downtown Franklin. The regular daily sites were just as fun - Meeting new friends, trying new food (and cream soda - Yum!), listening to live music, attended a going away party, shared in a friends brunch, and being serenaded by incredibly talented fiddlers, g...

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