7. Heading home was hard

  I wrote this for the newspaper with which I worked for 14 years, in Sherman. Wrote it in September 2004. It could have been written yesterday, as the feelings I wrote then were exactly what I felt on my recent weekend at Kerrville Folk Festival. The color of the day was tie-dye; people stood […]

6. Finding the goodness…

Lesson learned from Rod Kennedy:  The book cover doesn’t tell all the story. In the early 1980s, I witnessed a classical music concert specifically for children. Producer Rod Kennedy, who loved and taught me to love all sorts of music, put together a plethora of music acts to show children that “Serious Music Can Be […]

5. My first volunteer job

Like I said earlier, it was a boyfriend who turned me on to the Kerrville Festivals. He was in the New Folk contest in 1975, didn’t win, but fell in love with the festivals. He and I broke up between then and 1976 Festival Time. We were still talking, but when I told him I […]

4. Surprise honor brings more memories

On a recent visit to Quiet Valley Ranch, I got to stay in my old cabin, which is now called and used for the green room. It was like old home week, even with the changes and improvements in the 10×20 foot building. One day, I went in to clean a bit in the new […]

3. Friends of Bill W at Kerrville

That first festival came around after I had seven months of sobriety under my belt. In those seven months between October 1980 and May 1981, I had become very used to getting in-town help from my 12-step friends, nightly and sometimes during the day as well. The prospect of going 5 or 6 days without […]