As long as I can remember, music has always been there.  At the age of five I remember singing to 45s of The Beatles, ‘I Saw Her Standing There’ and ‘I Want To Hold Your Hand’.   Mostly driven by Country, Folk, Bluegrass and Gospel music, I started playing guitar at the age of nine, on an old Gibson guitar, taught by my Grandmother.   She was very supportive of me, and the music!   Soon I was playing at the family “get togethers” around the piano, voices blending, with guitars playing, a banjo, a fiddle, and the rest of the family’s hands clapping, keeping time.  Even then I knew!  There was something magic about it!  There was more to it, I was hooked and it reeled me in.  Captured by the sounds, the rhythms, and the harmonies that brought folks closer together with a song.  Remembering how it took away the cares, no one watching a clock...singing and playing, like there was nothing else in the world!