Website changes I have been busy with this and that. You may have noticed a different look to this website. I messed up the old website tinkering around with the code in WordPress. At the Luthier’s open mic, a great local photographer, Julian Parker-Burns shot me performing. That was a good excuse to change the look of it a little. I liked… Read more →
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Barbara’s Celebration
A month has passed since the Celebration of Life for my sister Barbara King. Time moves on and as much as I may wish people would stop dying or moving or getting sick, it just means I have to make the most out of what is still there. The actual celebration was held at UNR (the University of Nevada, Reno) on… Read more →
Between
The time between Barbara’s passing and her celebration of life/memorial gave us enough time to plan something nice. But not the time to overthink it. When she was in hospice we were talking about a date in May. But by the time I returned to Hampden the new date was moved up a month to April 2nd. There were emails back and… Read more →
Getting back to life
I have put off writing about my sister, Barbara because it was hard to go through it again. She passed away on March 3. I found out about it from a text message when I woke up that morning. There was no point in going back to the hospital. Connie and her husband cleared her personal belongings and all the… Read more →
Barbara King – “So long, it’s been good to know you”
My sister Barbara (Lehndorff) King passed away March 3, 2017, from an aggressive brain tumor. I still am coming to terms with it. As readers of this blog may remember, Barb and I were very close. She was my big sister. Nine years older than me. Barbara was the fearless one who traveled the world but who was by your… Read more →
Shouldering On
Shouldering on. My shoulder seems to be getting better, slowly. I think it is back to where it was before I stumbled at the bottom of the stairs. And crushed part of my guitar. That was actually the third time I have messed up my shoulder and rotator cuff. The first time was about 30 years ago when I slipped on the… Read more →
What kind of idiot travels to an open mic the night before Thanksgiving?
That would be me. I had the news on during the day: Trump this. Trump that. Thanksgiving. Airports. Highways. Shopping. More Trump. Terror threats. I had wrapped up a bunch of my design work for Butler Hospital. This coming week looked like it could be busy. I had my two pies finished for Thanksgiving. Chocolate pecan pie with Nutella with a melted… Read more →