Summing it Up...

Now, that I'm way on the wrong side of sixty, I feel that being true to self is important. "I yam, what I yam." Kindness and smiles are to be given away. Women are strong. Men are more vulnerable than we believe. Husbands may come and go...but one thing I know for sure is that I will NEVAH live without a corgi or coffee in my life if I can prevent it. Come piles of dog fur or hot water!

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Bluegrass Jam Session at Escapee's RV Park

What a cool evening we had here in eastern Tennessee, 50 miles away from Dollywood and the Smokey Mountain National Park. We're staying at an Escapee's RV Park and enjoyed an evening of listening to thirteen local pickers jam their guitars, mandolins, and bass instruments and sing a variety of old fashioned country, bluegrass, Jim Croce, and gospel songs. They come from all walks of life, but share the love of playing music and singing, so they meet here twice a week. It's a place for them to jam, and free entertainment for locals and/or rv-park folks. A great trade off. They each took turns at the mike to sing, but all joined in to sing and play back up for each other. We smiled for two solid hours, enjoying every moment of it! The sweetest thing we witnessed was a church music minister's severely handicapped daughter having her turn at the mike, and all the players joined in and grouped around her to sing and play. It was very, very hard not to cry our eyes out!!
Daffodils are blooming in this part of Tennessee, the grass is green, and it's such a nice sight to see after leaving winter's gloom behind us in Indiana. The babbling brook that runs through this area is getting very high, and the roads are flooded from the day's non-stop rainfall that began during the night. A lovely evening, however, in spite of all that.

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