North of San Francisco, California-2019

“Well I spied a berry bush as I was strolling home one day,And somehow it brought back the by-gone days.Of when you and I were berry picking many years agoIn a little county not so far away.How well I do remember the day when we first met,It leaves a picture in my...

Near Mora, Washington-2019

“I see trees of green, red roses tooI see them bloom for me and youAnd I think to myself what a wonderful world.”and what a wonderful Class Reunion –– I treasure you people!

Driving through Utah-2019

“When I was youngI’d long to touch a cloudOn my back on a bed of greenI’d contemplate the cloud sceneThey would form themselves into a lot o’ different kinds o’ picturesOf the kind that pre-existed in my mindPaintin’ the kind o’...

Bryce, Utah-2019

“They burned down the gambling house It died with an awful sound Funky Claude was running in and out Pulling kids out the ground When it all was over We had to find another place But Swiss time was running out It seemed that we would lose the race Smoke on the water,...

Astoria, Oregon-2019

“This nocturne for the blues Took all and left me nothingNothing but the blues Till baby comes back to meTill baby comes back to meTill my one and only baby comes back to meI’ll sing a Harlem nocturne.”