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Grand Forks North Dakota

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I wish I could say that I took the picture above but I didn’t. It was sent to me from my good friend Ignatius O’Hara a few days back. Truth is I’ve never seen the Aurora Borealis anywhere near Tacoma. Once, years ago when I was seven and living in Grand Forks, North Dakota, I remember my dad gathering me up out of bed and carrying me outside to look at it. It looked like green dancing smoke. Out in the snow of our front yard, wrapped up in my blanket and my dad’s arms, I kept thinking that I was missing something. That there was something I wasn’t seeing. At seven most of the world is still a wide-open mystery, so green smoke dancing in the sky didn’t impress me much I guess. I think at the time I was more interested in my dad’s reaction to the whole thing. The fact that he dragged me out of bed, carried me down the stairs and out into the night. I kept looking at the sky, at the shifting smoke and thought it looked as if the Milky Way was being blown by the wind. I know for a fac...

Liberty Guitars

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Right above these words is a picture of my new guitar. The first brand new guitar I’ve had it quite some time so I’m pretty excited, as you can probably guess. It’s called a Dobro guitar made by a company in New Smyrna Beach, Florida called Liberty Guitars. ( http://www.libertyguitars.com/ ) I called and spoke to the owner, Bill Blue, who said that they’re all hand built and they can set them up any way I’d like, so just let him know… Course, he also told me about catching a cold at some hippy wedding at Jimmy Buffets place in North Carolina the weekend before. I guess his long time road manager’s son was getting married and Jimmy offered up his place for the weekend. Bill and this manager fellow go way back I guess and he’s known the boy near his whole life so he went. Wound up way deep in the woods in a little clearing, getting soaked in the rain, and decided to spend the rest of the day in his wet duds instead of driving all the way back to the motel. At any rate, Bill was...