I've been listening to old recordings of my dad and my brother and myself singing. I've got a box full of cassette tapes that were recorded at concerts we did over the years. Every time I listen to one of them and listen to my dad talking and singing, in that moment, it's just like he's still here. He passed away in 1996 and I still find it hard to believe he's gone. As the time passes by, being able to listen to those old recordings gets more and more special to me.
If anyone reading this might have any recordings or photos from the days of The Bama Boys I would love for you to share them with me. We had several good men (and women) that were a part of that group over the years and we made a lot of good memories.
Does this mean I'm getting old? The fact that I'm spending more and more time thinking about the past. Hmmmm...
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I will see if I have any old Pictures...I do believe that I have some live recordings, too...Now about your comment on my blog...c'mon now, that seemed weird coming from someone who I have the utmost respect for...I just wish that I had just a pinch of your patience!!! I have always admired your character, more than you will ever know. Thanks for the kind words.
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