Writings from the Dirt Road

Way back in the stone ages, musicians released 45′s. The record (called a 45 because it played at 45 rpm on the player, you young’uns, look at me when I’m talking. Sit up straight.) had just enough room for a song, perhaps two on a side. So artists released singles, perhaps with some extra song [...]

I don’t know if the first time I drove down this stretch of highway about 11 years ago I knew just how intimately I would come to know this “interstate” that’s really an intrastate highway. It’s the tether to Adriene’s parents and a life-line to free weekends on the beach and free babysitting these days. [...]