Fall 2014 - Things To Come

It’s now Oct. 2014. I am sitting at the same desk, in the same place I have been for most of my life, when I’ve been here on the farm. I’ve written countless thoughts, shared some of them, and awaited each day looking out from the same hole in the wall - the window. For decades, Jackie would be asleep behind me - being a creature of night, she was rarely awake at this time. The sun is just beyond the hills to the east and will arrive before I get done putting these thoughts together. We’re into the month of important anniversaries, births, deaths and memories. October is when most things happened… My Father, Woody died on Oct. 3rd. My mother, Marjorie was born on this day - the 6th of Oct. in 1917 in Atlantic City. Jackie and I were married on the 9th, and she left this world on the 14th 2012. Honestly, I did not expect to be counted among the living two years after her departure. But, life has it’s own plans for us all and you don’t always get to see the plan while you’re here. At least, that’s how it seems to me. So, we just make the best of it, and go on until you don’t. The sun has risen now and I’ve been talking about getting a shade of some kind for ever, but I never got around to doing it. These days are glorious to witness. The colors are extraordinary this year - a good time to get out and have a look around. And beginning this coming weekend, starting at The Church, I’ll be doing just that. My Solo Reunion Tour begins in the North East heading up to Maine, and Vermont. I’m heading to Missouri and a few gigs around Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Connecticut and New York culminating at Carnegie Hall for our annual Family Thanksgiving show. I think we’re all doing a Christmas Tree lighting also in Dante Square - Lincoln Center on the first of December, where we’ll sing a few Christmas songs and have some fun - free to everyone too! So here at the desk, with sunlight pouring in through the window, it's another in the countless moments I write about - When I was young I wrote in stone. Through middle age I wrote on paper and now I enjoy writing on water. That’s all that’s really changed. One day I will write upon the wind… Much Love… adg