You would think with all the genius and the brilliance of these times, we might find a higher purpose and a better use of mind.

When you've found another soul who see's in to your own...take good care of each other..and remember to be kind.

I never was a very good singer.

Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels. Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields.

When I really started liking music was when I could play some of it myself, and after a couple of years of playing folk music, I kinda rediscovered those hits that were on the radio all the time when I was a kid.

I wrote the song For A Dancer for a friend of mine who died in a fire. He was in the sauna in a house that burned down, so he had no idea anything was going on. It was very sad.

I look around for the friends I used to turn to pull me through. Looking into their eyes, I see them running, too.