Wednesday, September 06, 2006

High on the mountain, wind blowin' free, thinkin' about the day that used to be...

I met up with some old friends in Asheville the other evening for a bluegrass jam reminiscent of the days at McGrath's pub in Alameda, CA.

Two-thirds of what we used to call the "Virginia Contingent" got together at Wayne's house for some down home cookin and some down home music. (Wayne's another Berkeley-ite, as well as "Thin Man" Larry.)

The Virginia Contingent was the bluegrass force brough by myself, Anya (pictured) and Clint at the McGrath's Monday night jams. I'm (of course) from West-By-God and Anya and Clint are both from VA -- Anya from Blacksburg and Clint from Charlottesville.

(Actually, Clint's from the old home place. He fell in love with a girl from the town, thought that she would be true. He ran away to Charlottesville, and worked in a saw mill or two.)

Where's Clint now? Last I heard he was in Africa tracking some big game (he's a conservation biologist).

Anyway, it was great to see Anya and her hubby Gen. They're truly special people, and I'm proud to be friends with them. Enjoy the pics...

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