"With a dollar in my pocket, I can hear the highway call, and a penny for my thoughts would not tax my mind at all. Moving easy in my time, I had my memories together, put my future on the line. With a guitar and a suitcase I was headed Nashville bound. When the lady from Virginia made me stop and settle down."

Thiese lines are from a song written by a dear friend that I wish you could hear on this page if I knew how to do it.