Thinking about firsts…

It’s the end of something. This is the last day of 2016. I’m looking back for a bit, while focusing on the future. I’m thinking about some firsts. 1. The first time I stepped foot in Oregon. We had driven a 2 car VW caravan from Washington, MO. Heading for Corvallis. Hoping she would be…

5 years on…and counting

I’ve told several people recently about “a chain of events…things that happened” so I might as well write it down…. The story I’ve been telling is very linear. 1. In late August of 2011, a woman I was exchanging messages with on a dating site told me about house concerts being held at a place…

More music memories….

First-time-tunes…continued. I left off in 1976. It looks like there were 25 years when I don’t seem to have experienced any “first time tunes.” Really?? I certainly never stopped listening to music, but I did mostly stay in my musical comfort zone and listened mostly to “old favorites” during those years. Those were “work hard,…