My Friend At The Cleaners

She looked a bit pale; her skin “thinner” than the last time I saw her. The turban wound tight and pulled down touching her ears. Her smile slightly less bright. There was a port taped to her skin near her collar bone – the skin angry around the entry point. “You look like you’re in…

Gifts for a King?

I wrote this story a few years ago while thinking about the gifts the Magi brought to Jesus. They were treasures, for sure, and way out of the “norm” for a poor family in that region. I hope you enjoy this story and will share it with others as we celebrate the wonder of Christmas…

Me and Mr. Graham

It was sometime in March of 1998 when I received a call from my friend and client, Don Bailey, at The Billy Graham Training Center at The Cove in Asheville North Carolina. “We’re having an event at the Diana Wortham Theater for Mrs. Graham’s birthday on April 5th. Everyone here is concerned that we fill the…

A Banjo With a Nice “Ring” To It

I’ll never forget that day I walked into the music store at Friendly Shopping Center, in Greensboro, NC to buy my first banjo. I had been playing guitar for several years and was writing songs and learning from anyone I could find, but I’m not quite sure what sparked my interest in the banjo. It…