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Ya ever take nineteen 90 pound sacks of cement to the chest?

I have. I was a landscaper for a while in San Diego, years ago. I loved it. Out in the sunshine, feet in the dirt, free avocados, working in back yards, often with an ocean view. It was hard work but it paid well and I had three babies. Part of what we did was the dreaded mow strips. The ...

One of those Dad moments

I talked to my middlest son on the phone after a recent gig of his. He told me a story about "one of those moments." I've tried hard to teach them to enjoy the moments. There are those moments in my mind of him as a baby, him being born, him climbing a tree, first day of school, first guitar, ...

The 13th Annual “What would you say to your Dad today if you could?” Father’s Day Thread

Subscribe to our YouTube Channel Click here for the lyrics What would you say to your Dad today if you could? For thirteen years I have been asking this question on Father's Day atĀ Fark.com. For thirteen years I read the threads and cried and laughed and cried again. For thirteen years I told you this was cathartic, heartbreaking and heartwarming ...

Can You Hear the Thunder

A happy fail. Man plans, God laughs and points. Whadayagonnado? This is the story of the 4x4x4 sessions that turned out to be a 5x1x9 event. (There is a video at the bottom you can listen to while you wade through this if you want. It's a fun read.) A while back I met a guitar player in one of ...

Green Eyes in the Dark Night

Here's the thing about double vision: it drives you nuts. The patch helps but it just aint the same as seeing like I used to. One of the things I have learned to love is the dark. In the dark I can have both eyes open. lids relaxed and I won't get seesick. In the dark I don't have to ...

The End of An Era

Oh, my friends, this is hard to write. As blessed as we have been to be the ones that get to live here, the family has decided to sell The Magic House. We will be leaving here soon to start a new adventure. I can only begin to tell you how bittersweet it is. There are so many stories, so ...
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