My big ears indicated a talent for music. This thrilled me.

Where the Tennessee River, like a silver snake, winds her way through the clay hills of Alabama, sits high on these hills, my home town, Florence.

Whenever I heard the song of a bird and the answering call of its mate, I could visualize the notes in scale, all built up within my consciousness as a natural symphony.

Nature was my kindergarten.

My big ears indicated a talent for music. This thrilled me.

With a guitar I would be able to express the things I felt in sounds.

You'll never miss the water 'til the well runs dry.