Y'all know he's already gone, right? RIGHT? Guys, Alzheimer's and dementia put my mom in the ground. It's obvious. He's gone. I thought it was just an inability or incompetence with language. Nope.

It's clean and sharpen Saturday. Two instruments down, two to go...

As good as I'm ever going to look. It's all downhill after this.

My mom always liked Cranberry Glass.

Not where I usually am. And loving it.

I play me down to sleep...

Hello Red Bud. Nice to see you.

Every damn night. Woman is a goddess.