Growing up is hard. For everyone. I once had a Facebook Friend named Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick. A poet, from Midland, Texas, doing advanced studies at Sarah Lawrence. She was so good she could write a hundred pages about how she couldn…

Growing up is hard. For everyone. I once had a Facebook Friend named Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick. A poet, from Midland, Texas, doing advanced studies at Sarah Lawrence. She was so good she could write a hundred pages about how she couldn…

This song tells about a guy I know named Gene. GENE Gene had a girlfriend The band would play and they would dance She was tall and Gene was tall A lovely late romance They'd smile and hold each other They'd sit and share a drink Holding…

Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5 C Off the coast of California Where the dolphins ride the waves We stood and watched them from the cliffs above Until the sunlight went away Then we slept in ancient shadows Underneath the redwood trees…

Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5 C Off the coast of California Where the dolphins ride the waves We stood and watched them from the cliffs above Until the sunlight went away Then we slept in ancient shadows Underneath the redwood trees…

Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5 C Off the coast of California Where the dolphins ride the waves We stood and watched them from the cliffs above Until the sunlight went away Then we slept in ancient shadows Underneath the redwood trees…

Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5 C Off the coast of California Where the dolphins ride the waves We stood and watched them from the cliffs above Until the sunlight went away Then we slept in ancient shadows Underneath the redwood trees…

Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5 C Off the coast of California Where the dolphins ride the waves We stood and watched them from the cliffs above Until the sunlight went away Then we slept in ancient shadows Underneath the redwood trees…

Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5 C Off the coast of California Where the dolphins ride the waves We stood and watched them from the cliffs above Until the sunlight went away Then we slept in ancient shadows Underneath the redwood trees…

This came about after the death of a friends wife from lung cancer. He said that he would sit at the kitchen table and talk to the empty chair just like she was still there.