I wrote the song For A Dancer for a friend of mine who died in a fire. He was...
I've also gotten to play in front of a million people in Central Park when...
I love to read. I love to stretch. In the morning I get up and if I'm not...
That folk music led to learning to play and making things up led to what...
Right around the end of the fifties college students and young people in...
And my dad wanted me to play the trumpet because that's what he liked. His...
Now guitar was pretty cool. Everybody knew something on the guitar. So I...
As far as those kinds of things I also played at the concert to call for the...
I told my father I wanted to play the banjo and so he saved the money and...
No matter how close to yours another's steps have grown in the end there is...
I grew up with all boys in my family where there was no place for girlie stuff. But it's amazing to walk into my house now. Everything is pink!
